What's wrong with me promoting my girlfriend as a diva?

The morning class was just practicing the theme song.

However, in the atmosphere where Bai Shu would occasionally pull Qiao Sheng out to kill a monkey, the whole class A was a little timid.

Because no one knew whether they would be the next one to be called out.

After a morning, every trainee was called out by Bai Shu alone, and Qiao Sheng was called out the most times.

The other trainees thought that Qiao Sheng's performance was not good at the beginning, which made him have a place in Bai Shu's heart.

In fact, Bai Shu did it on purpose, and Qiao Sheng knew it.

In order to prevent her from taking revenge, Qiao Sheng always maintained twelve points of attention, but there would always be times when he was caught making mistakes.

After finishing the practice, Qiao Sheng said goodbye to Bai Shu and pushed the door out dejectedly, with only one thought in his mind.

Is it okay to go to BCD class now?

Class F is definitely not allowed to go, because those beasts in the Raptors Band are there, and they may be more excessive than Bai Shu.

Or talk to Director Xie about going to Class D, where the cheers during class are the loudest.

Even though there was a corridor between them, screams could still be heard from time to time.

The sound sounded like the cry of some animal in estrus in spring.

And it was a whole tribe.

Was it because Huang Yushu was dancing?

Thinking of this, Qiao Sheng, who was passing by the D class classroom, couldn't help but stop and look inside to see what was going on.

There was a transparent window on the classroom door, which was also the only way to see inside from the outside.

There were already several heads crowded in front of the window, and Qiao Sheng couldn't see anything inside even if he stood on tiptoe.

At this time, a hand reached out and grabbed his ear.

"Why, do you want to see Huang Yushu's dance?"

Bai Shu's icy voice came to his ears.

Qiao Sheng hurriedly shook his head: "How is that possible? I'm here to find Zhou Cong!"

"Zhou Cong is in Class C."

"Ah? Is this Class D? Then I found the wrong classroom."

The movement here attracted the attention of several trainees around. Bai Shu noticed it and immediately said with a straight face: "Your familiarity with the song was the worst this morning. Let's go. I'll tell you the details on the way to the cafeteria!"

In the envious eyes of other trainees, Qiao Sheng was pulled by the ear by Bai Shu and left.

"Wow, Mr. Bai Shu is so responsible. He even gives me individual guidance after class!"

"I hate it. Why am I not in Class A!"

"Aren't you in Class F? If you work hard, you might get in next time."

"No, no, I might not be able to get into Class A even if I try my best. But I still have hope in Class D if I work hard a little."

"Great minds think alike!"

"Ah? Aren't you in Class C?"

"Yes, if I work hard a little, I can get into Class D, right?"

After watching Bai Shu leave, the two trainees immediately turned around and leaned against the window to look at Huang Yushu.

. . . . . . .

In the afternoon, Huang Yushu became the one who taught Class A.

Huang Yushu was wearing a hooded sweatshirt, and the loose sweatshirt covered the shorts on his lower body.

The point is that she was wearing black over-the-knee socks on her lower body, paired with a pair of pink sneakers, and the vitality of a young girl was overwhelming.

Her outfit with the missing lower body attracted everyone's attention as soon as she entered the room.

Her outfit today fully utilized the advantage of her long legs, and she was worthy of being the leg master among the three Star Girls.

Huang Yushu was not a person who liked to talk nonsense. As soon as she entered the room, she simply chatted with the trainees for a few words and immediately started dancing.

Huang Yushu did not get to the point immediately, but after connecting her mobile phone to the speakers in the practice room, she played other dance songs.

"Let's freestyle for a while and warm up. You can dance to the music casually, and don't worry about the completion of the movements."

After saying that, Huang Yushu immersed herself in her own world and began to dance to the music.

It must be said that Huang Yushu's dancing skills are really amazing, and even Qiao Sheng, a layman, can see it.

Several other trainees also followed and danced in the room.

As a student who had no dance practice, standing there was particularly awkward.

In the end, Qiao Sheng had no choice. The atmosphere in the whole classroom was set here, so he could only let go.

Just treat it as the last exercise of dancing youth.

At this time, he remembered a post he had seen on the Internet in his previous life.

The general meaning of the post was that if you really can't dance and are forced to perform, then close your eyes, empty your mind, and give your body to the body.

Qiao Sheng used to think that this paragraph was nonsense. It would be better to write in the air with your head to the music instead of giving your body to the body. He could write stupidity and criticism at one moment.

As for now, he can only choose to believe it once.

SoundThe music playing in the room was very dynamic, and Qiao Sheng closed his eyes and began to shake his head.

When he really emptied his mind, he actually felt that this method was quite useful.

Not only did many dancing images automatically appear in his mind, but his body also followed the rhythm.

He took one step forward and two steps back, stretching his body to make a wave.

Qiao Sheng was completely immersed in his own world.

After shaking for a while, Qiao Sheng felt something was wrong.

He suddenly opened his eyes and saw himself in the entire mirror on the wall.

Qiao Sheng in the mirror was also looking at him stupidly.

Something was wrong, very wrong.

Then, he tried to empty his mind again and let his body dance to the rhythm of the music.

This time, he did not close his eyes, but stared at himself in the mirror.

After only a dozen seconds, he widened his eyes in disbelief.

The funny scene he imagined, like Zhou Cong dancing, did not appear. Instead, he saw himself twisting in the mirror very rhythmically.

Not funny, but very beautiful.

He found that his dance moves did not appear stiff, but smooth as silk.

I didn't eat Dove chocolate either? !

Qiao Sheng was a little confused by this scene. After thinking for a while, he followed the picture in his mind, pressed one hand on his chest, and made a wave with his chest rising and falling, like a wave.

If someone who has not learned this move does this, it will be like doing cardiopulmonary resuscitation, and it will also be like the inflatable doll welcoming guests at the entrance of the shopping mall.

He also tried it when he was bored in his previous life, and the picture was so ugly that he didn't want to watch it a second time.

And now, Qiao Sheng actually found that this move that once made him feel very humiliated was done by himself smoothly!

He started to twist in front of the mirror constantly as if he had discovered a new world. After one move, he changed to another move. He was completely a big boy immersed in a new toy.

For the first time in his two lives, he felt that he danced so handsomely!

Did he dance ugly in his previous life because there was no music?

The time of a song was very fast. At the moment when the music stopped, the temporarily lost reason finally returned to his mind.

He thought of the musical instrument he could play at the touch of a button. Could this talent also be used in dancing?

After the song ended, the other trainees sat down to rest for a while, but Qiao Sheng was still brainstorming.

The musical instrument still had some muscle memory from its predecessor, could it be that dancing also... . . . . . .

He carefully recalled the memory of Qiao Sheng from childhood to adulthood in his mind, and finally found the reason.