Rose with Snow

Song Yingshi fulfilled the mission's requirement to come to the garden, and also fulfilled the requirement for a walk—

Everyone's legs moved so much when dancing, why didn't they meet the mission requirements?

Is a walk in place not a walk? Are you discriminating?

Anyway, the system couldn't explain Song Yingshi's fallacy, so it could only swallow it.

The third requirement of the task is no less than 100s of physical contact.

Of course, the holding hands, hugs, kisses, and the suspicious silencer that the system exemplified were all out of Song Yingshi's consideration.

She also criticized the system: "You are already a mature Jinjiang system. Don't have any fantasies below the neck in your head, understand? You are very dangerous."

System: "Oh."

Compared with the immature suggestion of the system, Song Yingshi naturally chose to help Huai Xu correct her dance moves and took the opportunity to complete the task.

The only thing she worried about was that Huai Xu was too familiar with dance, but she had no room for her to play.

The others were jumping with seriousness, and Song Ying was watching Huaixu's movements while jumping.

Hmm... how is it so standard?

Song Yingshi was surprised, proud and lost, her mood was very complicated, and she instantly collapsed into a puppy face.

Thinking like this, suddenly, Huai Xu's movements slowed a beat, as if she forgot how to dance and didn't keep up.

Song Yingshi's eyes lit up.

In order to confirm the situation, she stared at Huai Xu intently.

Oh yeah, Huai Xu went wrong... Huai Xu went wrong again!

Hmmm... this power point is perfect!

At this time, after the song was over, Song Yingshi couldn't wait to walk up to Huaixu in the gap between the prelude, and said with a solemn expression:

"I found that your dancing has a big problem."

Huaixu follows the flow of goodness:

"I noticed that too."

"That won't work, I have to teach you the movements myself."

A smile flashed in Huai Xu's eyes:

"Will it bother you?"

Song Yingshi said categorically:

"If you don't talk about foreign affairs, I won't teach you how to feel at ease? Don't worry, I will definitely correct your problems one by one."

This "hands-on" is the focus of this sentence.

Song Yingshi guessed that although she wanted to take the opportunity to touch and touch Huai Xu, objectively she also helped Huai Xu to move.

Moreover, she was very careful and practiced, so she was completely at ease with this wave of tricks used by tool people.

"Let's talk about what you did just now."

Song Yingshi said, posing the same fixed point as Huai Xu's wrong move:

"The palm of this action should be turned outward, and the palm of the hand should face outward, but you are pressing down... I will show you to do it again."

Song Yingshi said, and went to pull Huaixu's hand.

She was a little worried that Huaixu would dodge, so when she reached out her hand, she glanced at Huaixu quietly, trying to observe the expression.

Unexpectedly, he met Huai Xu's line of sight.

I don't know if it was because it was approaching dusk, and the light was incredibly soft.

When Huai Xu lowered her eyes and looked over, the light floated shallowly, and the broken hair on her temples was blown by the wind and gently stroked on the side of her fair cheeks.

Huaixu is like a picture of a quiet and soft beauty.

She lowered her jaw slightly, as if she was asking Song Yingshi something with eyes like autumn water.

It seems that just looking at her eyes is enough to move.

The Huaixu at this moment is so beautiful that it can easily capture the soul, making people not notice anything else.

But Song Yingshi felt inexplicably that something was hidden under the waves.

That feeling flashed by, maybe just an illusion.

When Song Yingshi came back to her senses, before she knew it, her fingertips touched the back of Huaixu's hand.

The body temperature between warm and cool is the touch of Huaixu.

Song Yingshi was about to pick up—

"Little-ten-"

There was a scream behind him, Song Yingshi looked back and widened his eyes suddenly.

A group of trainees trotted towards the small square.

Really a bunch, a bunch! !

what happened? ? ?

Before the trainees came running like swarms of Samoyeds, they didn't expect this scene to happen when they killed Song Ying.

The one who ran the most was Lu Xuewen, who ran in front of Song Yingshi, looked at Huaixu resentfully, and complained loudly:

"Why don't you call me when you come out to play!"

"…"

Song Yingshi was speechless, who came out to play!

She clearly came out to do the task, so children should be less mindful of adults' business, okay?

Tao Qin followed:

"You didn't even call me!"

"And I!"

"I am me."

"I…"

Seeing a group of trainees who didn't know anything but were madly booing, Song Yingshi waved her hands in disbelief and hurriedly stopped:

"Alright, alright."

When she turned around again, the classmates in Class A were even more confused than her, and they still hadn't reacted.

Rong Yi is still young. Usually, when he listens to the words of the show crew, his first reaction is:

"I-Did we get into trouble?"

The old fritters Yan Ran said safely:

"It's still recording, it means nothing."

When Rong Yi thought about it, he was right. Otherwise, Sister Zhanqin would have called people back with a loudspeaker and trained them again.

She glanced at Yan Ran, who was calmer than her, and snorted lightly.

Song Yingshi thought so too, but she thought a little more than Yan Ran—

The program team is not only acquiescence, it is simply implying that they will continue to do things.

It's not enough to just run out, what happens after you run out?

Song Yingshi was a mentor in her previous life, so she still has a little grasp of the program team's careful thinking. What effect does the program team want?

After thinking about it, she clapped her hands to Wuyangyang's trainees, fearing that they wouldn't be able to hear from behind, she shouted directly:

"It's all here, it's so cool outside, let's practice together for a while."

After a full day of pressure in the practice classroom, when we came out, everyone was obviously very enthusiastic.

When people greeted them, they said "really jumping" and "can you stand down?", but they were actually walking into the square and voluntarily lined up.

Wan Jiao warmly greeted those shy and embarrassed girls:

"Come on, come on, everyone, come and dance the square!"

All Class A trainees: ?

God **** square dance, it's obviously a youth dance song for young girls, not to mention that they all dance online, how can it be like square dance?

But when 101 of them stood together on the square, with blue sky and white clouds above their heads, fluttering their arms in the breeze, and dancing in unison to the music, the pink kings were persuaded:

This is square dancing, it can't be radio gymnastics!

Not to mention, when everyone dances together, they are energetic, their arms and legs are no longer tired, and their spirits are lifted.

Even if you are sweating, blowing the evening wind is more enjoyable than blowing the air conditioner.

Everyone did not stand by the color of the team uniform, but combined them at random. How should I put it, there is a kind of…

There is a sense that everyone is a collective.

Anyway, Wan Jiao thought so, staying here with everyone was much more comfortable than those five classrooms that were deliberately painted in different colors.

She jumped and jumped, and came when Song Ying, who was talking to the staff, came.

Song Yingshi called her out and gave her a loudspeaker.

Wan Jiao: ?

Song Yingshi whispered a few words in her ear.

Wan Jiao was refreshed and said with confidence:

"Leave it to me, don't worry."

The trainees were dancing square dance, and suddenly they heard Wan Jiao's rich northeastern Mandarin from the loudspeaker:

"Everyone's core is tightened, the third row, why did you forget the expression management? Smile, smile, smile."

Trainee:?

How come there are instructors for a square dance?

Wan Jiao: "Don't be shy, let your voice out when you sing! I see who doesn't dare to sing, turn back and put the loudspeaker in front of you."

This intimidation made the singing of the square dance team several degrees louder.

Wan Jiao was satisfied, she walked around with the megaphone on patrol, with her hands behind her back, and taught everyone earnestly:

"Be confident. It's fine if you dance the wrong way. If you panic, it's over. When you perform the theme song, what should you be thinking about?"

Wan Jiao gave her answer in a loud singing voice:

"Sister is the queen, shine with confidence!"

This voice rose flat, and several trainees almost slapped their feet.

A trainee shouted:

"Jiaojiao'er, you are so rude!"

Wan Jiao as a confident queen:

"Can you beat me!"

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

Song Ying, who was dancing beside Huai Xu and tried her best to count the number of steps on the mission, thumped and laughed along with everyone.

After Wan Jiao took the horn for 10 minutes, one of the trainees was tired of dancing and volunteered to take over the job of the cross talk instructor, letting Wan Jiao continue to practice.

Just like this, one by one, those who want to take a break will hold the loudspeaker to urge everyone, and everyone will not delay.

In fact, after a day of study, everyone's movements have been learned once, or even several times. The difficulty is the combination of songs and expression management, and the most deadly phenomenon of forgetting movements and words.

Everyone dances and sings together to strengthen body memory.

Besides, someone holding a loudspeaker to remind all aspects at all times is more effective than brushing alone.

However, Song Yingshi noticed that some of the trainees' movements were not quite right, and they didn't seem to know it.

Song Yingshi thought for a while, and talked to a few classmates who had practiced well, and everyone helped to see the movements together.

One person stares at a row, finds a problem and points it out in time, and then demonstrates and corrects it, it doesn't take long.

After finishing this matter, Song Yingshi felt that there was nothing left to lose, and she could finally breathe a sigh of relief and focus on completing her task.

She turned to look for Huai Xu, but found that the trainee in the back row of Huai Xu was asking Huai Xu about a dance move.

Seeing that what Huaixu said was indeed correct, Song Yingshi did not interrupt them, and after the trainees left, she whispered jokingly:

"You dare to teach people?"

Huai Xu glanced at her and said with curved lips:

"It happens that I will."

Song Yingshi believed her very much:

"I think so too, you are not irresponsible."

Huaixu looked at her again and smiled:

"Do you still teach me?"

If Song Yingshi had paid attention to Huai Xu before, he would have found that Huai Xu danced perfectly fine.

But Song Ying was concerned about the trainees before, and didn't pay much attention to Huaixu. When she heard this very interesting question, she immediately said:

"Of course. Where did we talk about it before? Speaking of..."

Huaixu repeated her two words:

"Speaking of."

Song Yingshi felt an itch on the back of her hand, and she looked down.

The side of Huai Xu's palm rested on the back of her hand, her fingers slightly curved and drooping naturally.

Perhaps when she saw Song Ying bowing her head, Huai Xu raised her hand to her side and bumped gently towards her.

The unique texture of the skin felt an itch that made people cringe at the moment of contact, before sticking together greasy and greasy.

Song Yingshi had not had time to experience it, the sense of touch was fleeting, and the numbness in his heart had not disappeared.

With the backs of the two hands together, the body temperature is transferred and the temperature rises naturally.

Song Yingshi raised her head, Huai Xu was looking at her and whispered:

"Speaking of which."

Wrong movement of the hand.

Song Yingshi remembered.

The 100s countdown of physical contact begins to walk, and the drips are ticking.

Song Yingshi was afraid that she would take her hand away, so she immediately backhanded Huaixu's hand and looked at her with a smile:

"Then let's start from here. You should remember well..."