Salad Days

For three full months, Jiang Shen survived stubbornly under Shen Junyi's devastation. Judging from the normal school hours, this semester is almost over.

On the other side, because of the savings of the rent, Jiang Shen started to work spontaneously to live up to the favor of the Bai family. Bai Jin never stopped him, so Aunt Zhu returned to his old house, leaving a driver And daily procurement.

In order to cope with the little swan's work and rest, Bai Jin got up early every day, Jiang Shen knew his temper, and he was not troublesome early in the morning. Every day, the two met in the toilet, brushing their teeth in front of a mirror and washing their faces.

Bai Jin sullenly went to the kitchen to serve poached eggs, opened a new box of milk, and poured two glasses.

"The chicken is cooked a little more today." Bai Jin finished eating an egg, and his mood was finally better. "Add another white cut beef at night."

Jiang Shen surprised: "Do you eat so much?"

Bai Jin pointed at himself: "I eat."

Jiang Shen remembered it under the memo, then went to Bai Jinyi's daily training form, read it again, and pouted: "You have increased anaerobicity again? Did the coach ask for it?"

"Yes." Bai Jin took a boiled egg, "I'm going to hit the middleweight, so I have to gain muscle and gain weight first."

After all, staying together for a long time, Jiang Shen does not say that boxing is completely expert, but it is not the kind of layman state at the beginning. Although the middleweight and lightweight are higher in gold content, they are **** and dangerous. The degree is self-evidently proportional to the increase. In the past three months, Bai Jinyi's game has never dropped on the scene, the opponent has not lost a small field score, but the body injury is also old. The number of rounds of the new injury change was changed for some time.

Jiang Shen sipped his lips. For the first time, he showed obvious displeasure, but he didn't know what he was angry at all. Finally, he could only silently collect the tableware and wash it in the kitchen.

Bai Jin calmly finished the last sip of milk and leaned on the kitchen door by the cup: "When will you finish class today?"

Jiang Shen turned the faucet to the maximum and did not want to speak.

Bai Jinyi put the milk cup on his hand and said lightly: "I'll pick you up in old time."

Jing Luoyun was the first one to come to the dance room every day. When she sanitaryly cleaned halfway, Jiang Shen came. Needless to say, the boys would also take the initiative to help clean the floor and sweep the dust. The two had finished their work. Liu Xingzhi Long overdue.

Jiang Shen took the initiative to greet him: "Brother early."

Liu Xingzhi looked at him without a word, and changed his dance clothes to tie up a dirty braid.

Jing Luoyun picked up the clothes thrown down by his brother on the ground, but said helplessly: "Are you finished training?"

Liu Xingzhi's clothes were almost soaked. If Jing Luoyun could squeeze out the water with more force, Liu Xingzhi snatched his clothes from her and sternly said: "Long word!"

Jing Luoyun was helpless: "It is not good for your health if you overdo it. Did you forget the ankle injury last year?"

"I'm paying attention." Liu Xingzhi stretched his legs lazily, and he squinted his head and ordered, "Go downstairs and go in the morning."

The third floor is full of students from Laiyi Dance Studio, part of them are sent by parents to participate in interest classes, and the other part are students who have grown up in different dance schools, including group dancers of Shen Junyi Dance Company and many disciples of Ren Hui .

Jing Luoyun used to be a student on the third floor, but was later admitted by Shen Junyi for talent and diligence.

Shen Junyi's status naturally came to Laiyi. Needless to say, his entry disciples were only three people. When they came down from the fifth floor, many students on the third floor gathered and looked at the door.

Liu Xingzhi is obviously used to it. He was very talented since he was a child. When he came to Shanghai to study art with his family, he was spotted by Shen Junyi. At the age of 13, he swept the domestic awards. Except for Zhou Luoxiang, who is now in full swing, Liu Xingzhi has no eyesight for others who are shallow-eyed.

For the first time, Jiang Shen was welcomed by this kind of road. He followed Jing Luoyun and couldn’t help hiding, fearing that he might be discovered. Of course, Liu Xingzhi glared at him in the end.

"What do you fear?" Liu Xingzhi pointed him to the front and reprimanded, "Stand up straight, don't throw me and Jing Luoyun's face."

Jiang Shen had to stand in front of him. All the students next to him stared at him. Some men and women smiled and asked Liu Xingzhi: "Chief Liu, this is your younger brother? Where did you choose the person?"

Jiang Shen didn't dare to speak, his face flushed. He was afraid of making a joke, and sweating eagerly.

Standing behind him, Liu Xingzhi snorted coldly and said: "You choose where he chooses, anyway, he jumps better than you, and his talent is higher than you. Honestly."

His chief swayed, and no one dared to criticize anything. Jiang Shen was somewhat surprised, and glanced back at his brother.

Liu Xingzhi frowned at him: "Look what to see, it's morning meeting."

The weekly meeting in Laiyi is actually a task. Tell me about the performance progress and registration of some competitions. The dance company has the rules of the dance company. Dancers with famous names can pick up their own lives. The studio does not There will be too much intervention. Dancers like Jing Luoyun and Liu Xingzhi, who are among the best in the country, not only have a lot of fans, but even teachers like Ren Hui will help their performances.

"Liu Xingzhi is going to hold a thank-you banquet at his eighteenth birthday." After the morning meeting, Jing Luoyun explained to Jiang Shen, "Master is also helping him arrange it. After all, it is a big thing, a'first dance' once in a lifetime. "She looked at Jiang Shen and smiled, "You will experience it in two years."

Jiang Shen didn't dare to think that far, but he was envious and discouraged: "I'm still practicing basic skills..."

Jing Luoyun laughed: "We are all here. You are only three months old. When I first came up to practice for more than a year, Liu Xingzhi was so talented and corrected for half a year."

Jiang Shen: "Did Brothers dance on the prairie before?"

Jing Luoyun: "Although he is an Inner Mongolian in his household registration, his identity is his adopted son." She was surprised when she saw Jiang Shen, and comforted, "This is not a secret. He will tell you later when he gets acquainted."

Jiang Shen sighed in annoyance and whispered: "It depends, too, Brother will not know me..."

Jing Luoyun didn’t seem to think that this was any trouble. Anyway, she hadn’t officially started the class, and she was rarely lazy. With her younger brothers familiar with the dancers in the dance room, Liu Xingzhi was much busier than them. The group performances of "Dance" are very popular, and there are not many people who can get on his stage to borrow from this, and they line up to jump to the part he designated.

Jing Luoyun took Jiang Shen to the back door for a while and shook his head: "How many Liu Xingzhi wouldn't be good?"

Jiang Shen only thinks that most people do well, curious: "Why?"

"Have you never seen Liu Xingzhi dancing?" Jing Luoyun lowered his head and smiled softly. "You just asked me if he danced on the prairie?"

Jiang Shen nodded.

Jing Luoyun looked at Liu Xingzhi in the dance room, his eyes filled with joy and envy: "No matter where Liu Xingzhi dances, you will feel that he is on the grassland."

Shen Junyi once said that the dancer's soul is free.

Jiang Shen didn't understand before, but when he saw Liu Xingzhi, he seemed to understand.

No matter how big the dance room is, he can’t hold Liu Xingzhi’s soul. The boy’s broad shoulders and clear muscle rhythm. Liu Xingzhi’s feet have a bell-and-drum power. Warm.

He seemed to be a young boy like Hu Yang by the Ejina River.

After finishing a dance, Liu Xingzhi was sweaty. His muscles had obvious layers, similar to the style of European and American dancers. His physique should be more toned. His dirty braids were scattered and he was unruly on his shoulders.

Jing Luoyun pushed Jiang Shen: "Do you want to try it?"

Jiang Shen hadn't come out of Liu Xingzhi's dance, dumbfounded and repeated: "Try?"

Jing Luoyun: "Liu Xingzhi's first dance requires a lot of group dancers. Do you want to participate?"

Jiang Shen finally understood and shook his head in fright: "Senior brother must refuse."

Jing Luoyun surprised: "Why?"

"I'm too far away..." Jiang Shen grimaced. "He will drag the back of Senior Brother."

Jing Luoyun: "There is still a period of time, you start practicing now, no problem."

"No." Jiang Shen's head shook like a rattle. "Brother, he doesn't like me and won't let me jump."

When Bai Jin came out of the boxing hall, he had a new wound on his face. His mood was obviously not very good. After he got into the car, the movement of throwing the bag was larger than usual.

The driver seemed to understand his annoyance, and handed over the band-aid prepared in the morning.

Bai Jin put his pair of rear-view mirrors on the face and stuck the wound on his face. As a result, after seeing for a long time, he still hugged his arms and leaned back in the back seat.

The driver laughed: "Little Master will find out, it's no use covering you up."

Bai Jin said coldly: "That's why it's troublesome. How many times do you say, don't break your face, the gang can't help it."

Driver: "Why don't you buy the boxing gym so that some people can be easily filtered out."

Bai Jin snorted. He closed his eyes to calm down and calmly said, "What did my mother tell you again?"

Driver: "*Blocked keywords* also care about you."

Bai Jin twitched at the corner of his mouth: "Make more money, let's buy some more bags."

driver:"……"

When Jiang Shen entered the car, he saw that Bai Jin was wearing a sweater and hat and seemed to be asleep. He deliberately lightened his movements and crouched to the side. After a while, he couldn't help but leaned over to look at the boy's face.

Bai Jin gave way, but his eyes did not open.

Jiang Shen: "..."

He moved up again.

Bai Jin turned his head again and again and continued to sleep.

Jiang Shen: "............"

"Bai Jinyi." He was a little angry. "Why are you pretending to sleep?"

Bai Jin was motionless.

Jiang Shen narrowed his eyes. He suddenly reached out and took Bai Jinyi's face to raise his head. Bai Jin didn't expect the little swan to be so persistent. It was too late to raise his hand to cover his face.

"What's wrong with your face?" Jiang Shen's tone was very high, he shouted, "Who hit you?!!!"