Rose with Snow

Someone next to her interrupted her thoughts:

"Song Yingshi, how many years have you been dancing? Really strong!"

Song Yingshi turned back, looked at the excited girl, and smiled:

"On and off, about ten years or so."

She didn't say much about this, clapped her hands and said, "Come on, I'll take you to practice, the teacher has handed you over to me, and you can ask me directly..."

The dance music is played in a loop, and everyone is familiar with the dance movements over and over again, and practice expression management.

Song Yingshi sees that something is not right and will correct it individually.

When facing Song Ying, whose affinity has been personally certified by the director, the trainee can let go more than the teacher, and he will not be so nervous when he is instructed by Song Ying.

Song Yingshi would watch them dance again, dance correctly, and praise with a smile:

"You learn very quickly, and you will do this action in the future."

"Great, look, you can do it."

Maybe it's because Song Ying is too beautiful, or maybe it's because she looks too sincere when she praises people. Many girls' ears get hot and almost blush when she praises them.

Anyway, the atmosphere of the second class dance class was invigorated by Song Yingshi.

As the get out of class drew to a close, Song Yingshi glanced at the light-hearted classroom and saw the trainees who exchanged and memorized movements, and was very satisfied.

Fortunately, live up to the trust.

She just finished correcting a trainee when she just happened to walk beside Huaixu.

Song Yingshi put her hand on Huaixu's shoulder and asked quietly:

"How did I teach?"

Huai Xu, who was practicing dancing, looked sideways at her.

Song Yingshi asked her, but with a small expression begging for praise, the corners of her lips were even slightly twisted, which only made people want to rub the top of her head.

Huaixu didn't want to make Song Yingshi more complacent, but when she thought of the dazzling water snake waist when she danced, and the fiery dance-learning atmosphere she had brought her, she couldn't say anything against her heart.

Song Yingshi urged her: "Speak, how is it, how is it, how is it?"

Huaixu's ears were itchy, she simply raised her hand, picked up the peaked cap on Song Ying's head, turned her wrist, and put it back on her:

"Aren't you the most confident?"

Song Yingshi said confidently, "I want you to praise me too."

With a smile in her eyes, Huaixu raised her chin towards her:

"that's it."

Song Yingshi snorted and muttered:

"Fuck you."

When the dance teacher returned to the classroom, I was overjoyed to see everyone dance again.

He originally wanted Song Yingshi to work in the atmosphere group, but he didn't expect to teach dance so well.

Now even the teacher said, "Why don't you follow the class in the second class in the future?"

I don't know how to get these words to the ears of the first class, Lu Xuewen was the first to run over and say:

"Teacher, you can't be partial, I'm still waiting for Yingshi to come back and continue to teach me."

…

With the ability of small rice cakes, Song Yingshi's timing reached 11h27min by the end of the course in the afternoon, that is, at 6 o'clock in the evening.

The long task is almost completed, but there is no progress in the mood task, and it is false to say that you are not in a hurry.

After class, Song Yingshi asked Tao Qin to bring Lu Xuewen back to 506, while she and Huaixu returned to 407.

Song Yingshi closed the door tightly, then handed her mobile phone to Huaixu and said solemnly:

"After reading the pictures in this album, don't miss a single one."

When Huai Xu took it, she took a deep look at Song Yingshi: "What is it that is not serious."

"…"

Song Yingshi said: "Remember your pure love character."

Song Yingshi hated that iron could not become steel.

At this critical moment of life and death, she doesn't have that worldly desire at all, okay?

When Huai Xu teased Song Ying, she saw her angrily mentioning the pure love character, so she closed it as soon as she saw it, and looked at the phone screen.

She was also a little curious about what picture Song Yingshi asked her to look at.

As a result, the screen appears to be a screenshot of an online sand sculpture, which has been retweeted over 10,000 times.

Huai Xu scratched to the next one, and then the next one, they were all sand sculptures.

After thinking about it, she said sincerely: "Others send houses and cars to please people, but I didn't expect Boss Song to send sand sculptures."

"?"

Boss Song never cared about Rosethorn, squatted down in front of Huaixu's knees, stared at the phone in her hand, and said a little:

"Did you get that?"

"What do you think?"

Song Yingshi looked back on her previous life and said with a heart-to-heart, "I think it's okay."

She has bought a lot of RV jewelry, but the joy of shopping is only at the moment of placing an order and receiving the goods.

And these are 100 selected sand sculpture pictures and jokes that she secretly saved in class, a full 100.

She couldn't stop laughing when she was looking for it, and there was no reason why she couldn't touch one, and the possibility of success was very high.

"…"

Seeing Song Ying, her expression was serious, as if it came from the bottom of her heart, she was speechless, and she began to meet Song Ying's strange requests.

Huai Xu's hands crossed a picture.

Song Yingshi looked at "74" who had not changed for a day with anticipation, and looked at Huaixu with encouragement.

Huaixu's fair-skinned fingertips kept moving, and she didn't stay on any picture for a second longer. She felt regular and cold, as if all she saw was an identical blank picture.

Song Yingshi leaned over suspiciously to check.

That's right, it's a sand sculpture, she wanted to laugh the second time she saw it.

The unchanging mechanical movements made people lose the sense of time passing. After an unknown amount of time, Huaixu returned the phone to her:

"finish watching."

"…"

Looking at the unchanged 74 points, Song Yingshi wanted to cry without tears.

She put the phone under Huaixu's eyes, picked out the picture of her laughing the most, wrinkled her nose and said:

"This, this, and this, don't you think it's funny? No way."

A hint of interest flashed in Huai Xu's eyes, as if Song Yingshi's appearance was more interesting than the sand sculpture:

"fine."

fraud! It's okay to say that the mood value doesn't move, or 7... eh?

Become 75?

Song Yingshi couldn't tell whether she was happy or wanted to cry for a while.

After a hard day's work, she finally returned to the starting point.

This is so, inspirational and ambitious.

The sand sculpture is useless, what should she do?

Song Yingshi's head went blank.

Between the death threats, her head was spinning fast.

She didn't believe that someone looked at the sand sculpture without any emotions, and the corners of Huaixu's lips were clearly curved.

Besides, with so many things happening during the day, how could there not be a single thing that can make Huaixu's mood fluctuate?

- And she is definitely not the one who sings the worst, so many out of tune, Huaixu just because her pitch has dropped her mood value!

This strong evidence made Song Yingshi suddenly enlightened.

Mood value is not what she understands, in the popular sense "just make Huaixu happy".

And Huai Xu's mood swings are all related to her. Could it be that the real body of mood value is actually... favorability?

It's not a complete fit to sum up with the degree of favorability, but Song Yingshi felt that there might be drama in this direction.

She grabbed Huai Xu's cuff and looked at Huai Xu seriously:

"Well, Huaixu, is there anything you want me to do? You dare to mention anything."

Huaixu is also welcome: "The contract is terminated."

"..." Song Yingshi was depressed, "Except for this."

Huaixu said, "What else can you give me?"

Song Yingshi: "Money."

Without waiting for Huai Xu to speak, Song Yingshi first condemned herself:

"I'm actually a person who has nothing but money. I'm so boring. Do you also look down on me? I always feel ashamed in front of the pure you, so give me a chance and let me do something for you that will make you happy , okay?"

Song Yingshi was like this, when he ordered people to bully others, he was arrogant and flamboyant.

Once softened and begged for help, those watery almond eyes drooped slightly, and the puppy hummed, as if she would be greatly wronged if she refused to agree to her.

She can switch between these two forms with ease, which is overwhelming.

Just like now, when she knew Song Ying, she opened her mouth to talk nonsense, but Huaixu couldn't say what she refused for a while.

Song Yingshi took another step forward and said softly, "Are you okay?"

Huai Xu looked at her quietly: "What if I say something wrong?"

Song Yingshi tentatively said in a negotiating tone: "Then... I ordered you to let me do something for you? You are not at a loss, right?"

She doesn't dare to be fierce now, she can only be so cowardly.

After six o'clock, the dusk gradually darkened, and the sky was a crow blue like a pine flower egg.

Gentle, cold, and seems to be lurking unknown dangers.

In the room with no lights on, the light is covered with a layer of black and gray.

Huai Xu's eyes swept down from Song Yingshi's eyebrows, swept across the bridge of her nose, and her soft lips quickly landed on her slender neck.

There is a very charming indifference between Huaixu's eyebrows:

"Have you made up your mind?"