The boss who was scum by me makes a comeback

Chapter 142 He Sirui's Choreography Doesn't Match the Rhythm
Li Ju took the paper towel handed over by his subordinate, wiped the water marks on his front, and looked up at He Yao.

Now people in Pei Jue's circle are going crazy.

It is said that Pei Jue is now completely washing his hands in the golden basin and nursing the child at home.

Pooh.

take the kids.

But they only know that this child is the one from the He family before, except for the name, they have never even met each other. The one protected by Pei Jue is like a wild giant panda with many stars, and he is reluctant to bring it out. See the world.

What a pity, a generation of heroes has become a full-time dad.

And I didn't expect him to be the first lucky one to meet a real person.

Li Jue thought happily, then took out his mobile phone to take a photo and sent it to Pei Jue.

Director Li: [picture]

Pei Jue:?
Li Ju: Your daughter, look quickly.

Pei Juezi was lying on the boss chair in the office moisturized, and clicked on the picture with disgust.

There is not even a spotlight, and the girl in the photo is playing with her head down. Pei Jue has heard He Yao's piano sound, and it is indeed a little stronger than the one playing cotton, so one can imagine that everyone's eyes will be focused on her. look.

As if a bright pearl was finally discovered by a destined person, the dust and sand on the surface were wiped off, revealing the most real and bright side.

What is it about Pei Xinzhi who really has a strange and superior feeling of "my daughter is so good"...

The principal took the opportunity to introduce He Sirui again: "The girl who dances solo is called He Sirui, and she has won many awards."

Who knew that Li Ju didn't hear this sentence, staring at the sentence "Take a video" sent by Pei Jue, he almost laughed out loud.

The attributes of some overlords are so boring that they don't even hide it.

Li Ju replied arrogantly, "I won't", then put the phone in his pocket and continued to watch the show.

The headmaster next to him scratched his head, not sure if Director Li heard this sentence.

Halfway through the dance music on the stage, the spotlight kept hitting He Sirui's body, and the graceful and smooth dancing posture attracted a lot of attention.

This was the climax of the welcome party, even if it was put on the big stage outside, many students took out their mobile phones and began to take pictures and record videos to send to Moments.

The difficulty of Ke Yi Xing lies in the fingering and the control of the rhythm and emotion. The extremely fast rhythm in the middle climax seems to bring people to the place where the waves wash away the sand and the vastness of the sky.

The spring listens to the dangerous stone in the throat, and the sun is cold and green.

Some students said: "This section is quite majestic, and He Sirui's choreography is not suitable for this rhythm."

"Anyone like me who doesn't know how to dance can see it. He Sirui's dance is too soft, so I just focus on doing the splits and twisting my waist to show off my skills. I don't feel like I'm jumping out at all."

……

When He Yao's fingers touched the low-pitched area, they suddenly clicked a few times.

The string suddenly broke!

Or break three at once!
The sound of the music on the stage was also perfectly received, and the sound of three broken strings was also amplified in the sound system.

The students in the auditorium looked up and down, "What's the matter?"

"It's over. It seems that the string of the ballad is broken. There is more than one string. I don't know if I can play it."

"Listen to the sound of three or four broken strings. How can the strings of the guzheng be broken so easily, and so many broken at once?"

……

When He Sirui heard the expected sound, the smile on his face became more obvious.

When He Yao saw the broken strings on the stage blushing at a loss, she finished the dance without accompaniment, and everyone would say that she saved the scene witty.

(End of this chapter)