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

When Qiao Sheng was in high school, he worked outside to earn money. One of his part-time jobs was cleaning the classroom for a street dance training institution.

Dancers are basically sweat-making machines, especially those Bboys, who often do some floor moves on the floor.

People leave after practice, and there are sweat stains all over the floor.

There are often drops of sweat on the floor of the dance studio.

The owner and teacher of the dance studio is a very demanding person.

He can't stand the dance moves being affected by sweat while dancing.

Qiao Sheng needs to be on call in the dance studio at any time. When sweat stains appear on the floor, he rushes up to mop the floor as soon as possible.

No matter how you look at it, he looks like a mopping guy in a basketball game.

It is also because of this that he can take free classes next to him.

When the teacher was teaching, he would listen and learn at the side, and when others were resting, he would go up to mop the floor.

The dance teacher also knew his situation and let him learn without paying tuition, but he would not give Qiao Sheng individual guidance. How much he could learn depended on his own ability.

Later, after being admitted to university, Qiao Sheng joined the street dance club. Under the free teaching of seniors, his dance level improved by leaps and bounds.

But in the end, because he had to work, he only stayed in street dance for a year.

"So there are these experiences."

After thinking it through, Qiao Sheng admired the original owner even more.

A person who has never been crushed by life and has never complained to fate, he can't help but admire.

. . . . . . .

Qiao Sheng's behavior of repeating the same movements in front of the mirror before successfully attracted Huang Yushu's attention.

But with her personality, she just looked at Qiao Sheng twice more.

Her indifferent look was no longer the enthusiasm she had when she heard "To Alice" yesterday.

Such people are usually terribly rational.

After the warm-up, Huang Yushu began to break down and explain the theme song dance.

While the nine people were practicing, she would pay special attention to their expressions and smiles, and pay special attention to many small details that no one noticed.

Diligent and unreserved.

This was Qiao Sheng's only thought after the dance class.

And the pain he thought was caused by a thigh strain disappeared after he was fully active.

Is the Yunnan Baiyao sprayed at noon so effective?

Without the burden of pain, and he found that he had muscle memory in dance, he practiced alone in the practice room for a while after the others left.

"Oh, what's wrong? It's Huang Yushu's class, and you're still not satisfied? Even your legs don't hurt anymore?"

Qiao Sheng, who was immersed in dancing and showing off, suddenly heard a female voice from behind.

This familiar teasing, Qiao Sheng didn't need to look back to know it was Bai Shu, because she was reflected in the mirror.

You can tell she's joking by the smile on her face.

Bai Shu's face is full of makeup, she must have just come back from an event.

Qiao Sheng smiled and turned back and said, "You're back? You must be exhausted, let me give you a massage!"

Qiao Sheng walked towards Bai Shu with sweat all over his body.

Bai Shu stretched out her hand to stop him, "Don't come over, I have to go out to shoot an advertisement tonight, I don't want to touch up my makeup."

"Huh?" Qiao Sheng asked curiously, "It must be something good that made you come back so far without any trouble?"

"You're smart. Here, look."

Bai Shu raised his phone and pointed the screen at Qiao Sheng. It was a web search interface, and the keyword was "Bai Shu's new album."

"Bai Shu is releasing another album!"

"The first song of Bai Shu's album, "Birds and Cicadas", was officially launched on the music platform at 12 o'clock today."

"What kind of surprises can Bai Shu and Lao Qiao bring us by cooperating?"

"Bai Shu's new album song "Birds and Cicadas" was launched only one minute ago, and the download volume exceeded two million!"

Qiao Sheng looked at it and habitually reached out to slide the screen, wanting to continue to read the title of the web page below, but the screen did not respond.

He thought the phone was stuck, so he swiped right to try to return, and a selfie of Bai Shu appeared. Judging from the outfit, it was taken today.

Qiao Sheng suddenly realized that this was not a webpage, but an album!

As we all know, the order of the photos in the album is from right to left according to the time.

So Qiao Sheng took advantage of Bai Shu's lack of reaction and quickly slid his finger to the left on the screen to look at Bai Shu's previous album.

Unfortunately, before he could draw a few pictures, Bai Shu had already taken back the phone.

When she saw the photo that stayed on the screen, she said to Qiao Sheng with a smile: "So you like

Look at this kind. "

"Ah? What kind do I like to look at?"

Qiao Sheng didn't know what Bai Shu was talking about, so he just asked back subconsciously.

Bai Shu turned the screen of her phone back, and there was a photo of long legs wearing black stockings on it.

"This, if I say I didn't see this, do you believe it?" Qiao Sheng smiled awkwardly.

He really felt wronged, and he hadn't even seen this photo, and Bai Shu took his phone back.

It turned out that the black color that flashed by just now was black stockings. If he had known earlier, he would definitely stay for a few more seconds.

Qiao Sheng had seen almost all of Bai Shu's magazine photos and red carpet photos, and knew that there were very few photos of her wearing stockings.

The one just now must be an exclusive limited edition collector's edition.

In that case, then...

"Ahem, can you send me this photo? "Qiao Sheng was a little embarrassed at first, but then he thought, this is my girlfriend, why should I be shy.

There was no embarrassment on his face.

"Oh?" Bai Shu leaned close and teased, "Do you like the photo just now?"

Qiao Sheng nodded obediently and said seriously, "I think the photo is very artistic, especially you, wearing black stockings in an artistic way."

"For beautiful things, I think everyone is so familiar with them, and they really shouldn't be hidden. The famous Russian philosopher Woziki said that black stockings with legs are more beautiful the more you look at them."

"Oh? Really? Then do you want to see the full photo?"

Bai Shu was like a devil, tempting Qiao Sheng step by step into the abyss.

Qiao Sheng said with a straight face, "Then take a look. It happens that I am studying photography recently, and I can give you some professional advice on composition and light and shadow."

"Okay, Teacher Qiao, look, this is what the photo looks like without cropping. "

Bai Shu held the phone high in front of Qiao Sheng. Qiao Sheng glanced at the screen, and then his eyes widened instantly, full of disbelief.

He pointed at the screen and stuttered: "This... This... How could it be... Huang Yushu!"

He looked at Bai Shu in disbelief: "This is not you?!"

Bai Shu said with a smile: "My legs can't wear the artistic sense of stockings."

Although she was smiling, her tone made Qiao Sheng feel like falling into an ice cellar.

Qiao Sheng smiled flatteringly: "Your legs are the most perfect works of art, how can others compare!"

Bai Shu rubbed his fingers and slowly moved towards Qiao Sheng's cheek: "Have you heard of another Russian philosopher named Bushusbushsky?"