Chapter 22:

The "God of the Earth" waved his hands through the spring and autumn, and his feet stepped out of the earth. He had rivers in his eyes and built mountains and forests.
The totem on the chest and back of the teenager is like a fire, burning skin and soul.
As the drum beats gradually, the "God of the Earth" seems to be breaking through the mountains and rivers that day. The young man's arms are raised above his head, and when he jumps, it seems that he has painted a red sun.
Qing Lingzi covered her mouth so that she wouldn't scream. She looked at her brother with red eyes. Chen Maoxiu was sucking his nose, and no matter how the tears were flowing to his chin.
Teacher Lin is speaking with an older gentleman, who nodded and stared at the stage in an instant.
After finishing the last two grids, the Japanese generation (Grandjete jump, refers to volley jump) Jiang Shen was considered to have completed the first plot. He quickly stepped down with the group dance that played the people in the second quarter, and the makeup artist caught up with him. Tonic makeup that has been sweated.
Song Xin was choked with joy: "You jumped... so good."
The makeup artist smiled and said, "Don't cry, my little aunt, how did you get on stage in the third quarter of makeup?"
Song Xin burst into tears and smiled. She lowered her head and checked Xia Jiangshen's dance shoes: "After a while, relax, let's...
"Yeah!" the makeup artist exclaimed suddenly, "how did your pants break?!"
Jiang Shen turned back subconsciously. Sure enough, the outside of his thigh did not know whether it was a broken line or what happened. A long gap was split. Song Xin quickly squatted down and pinched the trousers, anxiously said: "Are you wired? Sew it?"
The make-up artist was helpless: "It's such a big open thread, it will still open after you sew it up and down, do you have spare spare pants?"
Song Xin bit his lip: "Our batch is custom-made dance clothes, just a boy in Jiang Shen, there is no spare..."
Jiang Shen frowned. He thought for a while and gritted his teeth: "I jump in pants that I usually practice."
Song Xin shook his head: "How many prestigious teachers underneath looked at it and couldn't be so casual."
On the stage, the plot of the second quarter has already been skipped by half. Jiang Shen was so anxious that he turned around and wanted to get the pants he was wearing, but Song Xin grabbed him.
Jiang Shen: "?!"
"I ask you." Song Xin shook Jiang Shen's hand a little, "Have you done the female dance?"
Although I don't know why Song Xin suddenly asked this, Jiang Shen nodded obediently, he comforted: "I will jump in the trousers of practice, and as long as I jump well, Teacher Lin will be satisfied."
Song Xin shook her head. She was silent for a while before whispering: "It wasn't shown to Teacher Lin."
Jiang Shen frowned, and he obviously didn't understand what Song Xin meant.
"Jiang Shen." Song Xin took a deep breath, and she suddenly said firmly, "You will definitely be selected by a famous teacher!"
Jiang Shen was startled, and he shook his head: "How could it be, I was young, and I danced for three years."
Song Xin: "It has nothing to do with how many years you jump. You have talents, more talents than me and everyone here."
After she finished speaking, regardless of Jiang Shen’s reaction, she suddenly reached out to untie the feather skirt around her waist and quickly put it on Jiang Shen’s body. Song Xin lowered her head and tying him a strap while whispering,
You come on stage , First skip your own part, then wait for a quarter of the beat, listen to the drums, jump my female steps, the skirt should be kicked high, you did not wear a skirt when you practiced, so you must remember to officially go on stage, this way It looks good."
Jiang Shen was obviously scared and stupefied. He didn’t react until he was hurt by the apron. He struggled to remove the belt around his waist, but he didn’t want Song Xin to hit a knot. All came out: "What do you do?! You have to come to power, and the famous teacher will definitely pick you up!"
Song Xin held Jiang Shen's hands, and she looked at the boy's eyes and smiled: "I know I'm not dancing, but I like dancing, it has always been my dream."
Jiang Shen gasped, he looked at Song Xin, his eyes slowly turned red.
Song Xin wiped her face, the girl's makeup had been spent, but the smile was very beautiful: "Some people may not be able to achieve their dreams in a lifetime, but it does not matter."
"It has been with me for a long time, even if I don't dance one day, it will never leave me."
Song Xin held out her hand and pointed to her chest: "It's always here."
The kite's feathers are colorful, Jiang Shen's toes are tight, he stands on his feet, kicks off the rotating skirt, his waist is flexible, and his arms are full of power and beauty.
Lai Song, who was sitting under the stage, was dumbfounded and said: "Little Swan... is it a girl?"
Bai Jin looked at the people on the stage, and after a while he said, "He jumped over Song Xin's part."
"Yes!" Lai Song reacted, and he frowned, "What about Rijinmei?"
As soon as Bai Jin didn't answer, the teenager on the stage had almost jumped to the end. Teacher Lin stood up excitedly and took the lead to applaud. Not to mention Jiang Shen's three friends, Qing Lingzi's throat was dumb, and he shot with both hands. Bright red.
Jiang Shen straightened up, and the other dancers came out and stood on the stage to call the curtain again. Several teachers sitting in the front row stood up together.
Because of continuous applause, Jiang Shen had to thank the curtain three times before finally leaving the background.
Song Xin was already waiting, and he was speechless for a long time when he saw him.
"I remember what you said." Jiang Shen said to her seriously, "Kick the skirt high so that it looks good."
Song Xin's tears almost came out. She sniffed her nose and smiled, "You dance so well."
Jiang Shen also wanted to say something, but suddenly heard Teacher Lin calling his name in the distance, hesitating, Song Xin pushed him hard: "Go!"
Jiang Shen lingered and walked back step by step.
Teacher Lin looked at him kindly: "I danced very well today, especially the last female dance step, and I completely jumped out of the advantage."
Rao Shi Jiangshen was often praised and couldn't help blushing. He yelled: "Song Xin taught me to jump like this, she today..."
"Song Xin has already spoken to the teacher." Teacher Lin interrupted him, she gave up half of the position and introduced a young man behind him, "This is the representative of the Northern School of modern dance, Mr. Zhou."
Jiang Shenmu knows how to look in the past. Mr. Zhou's age is not very old. He is very white, a pair of peach blossom eyes are touching and moving. Mr. Zhou smiled slightly, squatted down halfway, let Jiang Shen look down at him.
"My name is Zhou Luoxiang, you can call me Teacher Zhou." Mr. Zhou's voice is very nice, and his speech is very gentle, "Jiang Shen, isn't it?"
Jiang Shen nodded.
Zhou Luoxiang: "If you want to continue to learn dancing, do you want to learn from me?"
Jiang Shen opened his mouth, he was obviously a bit dazed, and looked subconsciously at Teacher Lin, who encouraged: "You can decide for yourself, and the decision is made, the teacher said to your parents."
"Not in a hurry." Zhou Luoxiang smiled. He took out a box of business cards from his suit pocket and drew one to Jiang Shendao. "You can go back and think slowly, think about it and come back to Teacher Zhou."
Jiang Shen hesitated for a while, but still accepted the business card. Zhou Luoxiang saw him take it, then he was relieved, got up and rubbed the boy's head: "Mr. Zhou waits for your phone, don't forget."
The name of Zhou Luoxiang on the business card is obviously very much. Jiang Shen looked at a long list and found that he didn't know a few. He just felt that the perfume on the paper smelled a lot. He turned to Song Xin, but the other party knew a lot.
"North Zhou and Nan Shen!" Song Xin held his face, enviously, "It is Zhou Luoxiang!"
Jiang Shen was puzzled: "Is he famous?"
Song Xin's eyes widened: "Of course, one person and one Shen Junyi. The two have won the world-class modern dance awards for nearly 10 years. However, Zhou Luoxiang is Shen Junyi's brother. The two are eight years old. According to the dancer's peak age, Shen Junyi has begun to go downhill. Zhou Luoxiang is close to the top'first dance'."
Jiang Shen thought for a while: "He is so thin."
"The style is different." Song Xin is like several family treasures. "His modern dance pursues the ultimate feminine beauty. Do you want to learn from him?"
Jiang Shen glanced at her: "I haven't figured it out yet."
"Then think slowly." Song Xin pushed him to the edge of the makeup table. She took the makeup remover and shook it gently. "I will wipe the totem for you."
The slightly cool makeup remover felt a little strange behind her, Jiang Shen hugged her legs and rested her chin on her knees.
He couldn't help but asked again: "Song Xin, do you really never dance anymore?"
Song Xin wiped it bit by bit with a cotton pad: "Study is not going to learn, but she can still jump in interest." She looked at Jiang Shen in the mirror, "I didn't say that, dream Whatever, always there."
Jiang Shen didn't speak. Song Xin wiped his back half, and the "spectators" who were originally outside couldn't wait to come in.
As soon as Qing Lingzi saw Jiang Shen, she cried with a wow.
Jiang Shen looked dazed: "How, what?"
Qing Lingzi cried and said, "You, you dance...too, so beautiful."
Jiang Shen: "..."
He looked at Gou Mao and Shu Bao, both of whom had red eyes...
Lai Song had to come out to play round, pushing the three silly villagers out first: "Let’s go to order the table dinner first, and celebrate for the little swan, you too, Rijinmei!"
Song Xin looked at Jiang Shen: "Can you wipe the rest yourself?"
Jiang Shen just wanted to nod, and heard Bai Jin said lightly on the side: "I help him get it."
He took over the makeup remover and cotton pad in Song Xin's hands, and raised an eyebrow at Jiang Shen: "It's not the first time to remove your makeup anyway."
The totem behind was quickly wiped away, but Jiang Shen was not very embarrassed about the position of the chest: "I will do it myself."
Bai Jin hid childishly: "Why don't you believe my skills?"
Jiang Shen embarrassed: "No... I can see it, I can get it myself."
Bai Jinyi: "I can see it too."
Jiang Shen: "..." This kind of lip-like way of speaking doesn't know who Bai Jinyi learned from.
"Okay." Jiang Shen had a good-tempered compromise. He stood up and said seriously, "You wipe it."
As soon as Bai Jin got close, Tsai carefully wiped the pattern near his collarbone. Jiang Shen could see the hair spins on the other side's head as soon as he lowered his head. After a while, he couldn't help but ask: "I danced well today ?"
Bai Jin raised his eyelids and looked at him: "So many people praise you, haven't you heard?"
Jiang Shen mumbled: "You didn't praise me..."
Bai Jin smiled: "I have no education, I can't find a better word to praise you."
Jiang Shen was stunned for a moment, rejoiced, and said with a heart: "Then think about it again."
Bai Jin hit his chin with his forehead impatiently: "Irritation blocked keywords you."
Jiang Shen was finally honest, but his heart was still beautiful.
Bai Jin wiped it very slowly. When he reached the chest, he put on some makeup remover before continuing: "However, why did you jump on Song Xin today?"
Mentioning this matter, Jiang Shen's face dimmed again, and he sighed softly.
"Bai Jinyi, you said." Jiang Shen looked at him, "What is the dream?"
Bai Jin tilted his head and glanced at Jiang Shen, but his movements did not stop: "Why suddenly ask this?"
Jiang Shen: "Song Xin said that she couldn't stick to her dream of dancing all the time, so she decided not to learn, but she said that even if she didn't learn, the dream would always be with her, is that true?"
After thinking for a long time, Bai Jin said honestly, "I don't know."
He pulled a stool, sitting opposite Jiang Shen, and stretched out his hand to unravel the feather skirt underneath each other: "My dream is to fight boxing, I will fight all the time, hit the professional arena, take the domestic Lightweight or middleweight champions, going to the world, take the champion's gold belt."
Although Jiang Shen was confused and confused, he always felt that what Bai Jinyi said should be a very, very powerful thing.
Bai Jin untied the skirt for him and picked up a cotton pad to wipe the totem on his waist again: "But I also know that the peak period of the boxer is not long. I may be in my thirties and I can't fight it. "He paused and continued, "But even so, I don't think I didn't stick to my dreams."
Bai Jin raised his head and said, "It's finished."
Jiang Shen yelled and looked down at his clean skin.
Bai Jin took his clothes and ordered, "Raise your hand."
Jiang Shen raised his arm obediently.
After putting on his jacket, Bai Jin squatted down again to take off Jiang Shen's dance shoes. Because of the practice of ballet for many years, Jiang Shen's foot arch is much higher than normal people, even if it is naturally flat, the instep can be seen Obvious bending.
"Does it hurt?" Bai Jin suddenly asked, holding his feet.
"It doesn't hurt to get used to it." Jiang Shen shook his head, but still disgusted, "Just looking ugly."
Bai Jin didn't speak and changed his shoes.
"My hands are also not good-looking." Bai Jinyi put his hand back in front of Jiang Shen. "You see scars, the kind that can't be removed."
"So, it's okay little swan." Bai Jin looked at him and smiled, "To ugly we are ugly."
No matter how many years have passed, Jiang Shen remembers that his so-called dream finally turned into those concrete things on this day.
They turned into wind in the fields and rain in the mountains. They were lazy dancing rooms in spring, little girls in flower skirts, dim lights in front of the bookstore, and two eggs in the lunch box.
And Bai Jinyi's scarred hand.
They are like stars, rushing past the long years, engraved in the bright future galaxy.