After the show ended, Bai Jin was about to resume boxing training after a few days off. He took a few photos of Bai Er and sent them to Jiang Shen. Jiang Shen thought about it, took Tony's photos and sent them back.
Gou Mao and Shen Shubao were sitting on the ridge of the field fishing for loaches. They took off their shoes and dipped their feet in the ditch.
"Aren't you going to take the junior high school exam?" Chen Maoxiu held the fishing rod, and he and Shen Shubao sandwiched Jiang Shen who was sitting in the middle.
Jiang Shen nodded: "If I find a professional dance teacher who is willing to teach me, I won't go to it, and I will concentrate on learning dancing."
Gou Mao sighed: "That's great, I don't want to go to school either."
Shen Shubao snorted: "What can you do if you don't go to school? Go to the fields to farm?"
"It's as if you've thought about what to do." Chen Maoxiu swung his pole to beat Shen Shubao, "Don't you know how to read!"
Shen Shubao kicked the dog's hair down the field ridge through Jiang Shen: "Do ordinary people understand how to go to college and go to work? You can't even do the first step. Why, don't you want to be an ordinary person? Do you think you are the child of destiny?"
Dog hair: "..."
Jiang Shen watched helplessly as the two brothers fought in a melee, chasing from the ridge to the end of the field, trying to kick the water in the canal into each other's faces... He sighed, took off his heels and got off the ridge.
"Stop beating!" Jiang Shen put his hands around his mouth and yelled, "If you are seen by adults, you will scold us again!"
Neither Shen Shubao nor Chen Maoxiu paid any attention to him.
Jiang Shen had to watch them play with his hands on his hips.
The summer sun in the village was scorching, and Jiang Shen was covered with sweat from being exposed to the sun. Even if he stayed under the shade of a tree, he didn't feel much cooler. Taking advantage of the low temperature of the water in the canal, he rubbed his calves for a while, and when he looked up again, he saw a man he didn't know. The man stood at the head of the field and looked at him.
The man was obviously not from the village or the town. The white shirt and black trousers on his body looked like expensive silk, and the only pair of cloth shoes on his feet was fairly ordinary.
"Jiang Shen?" The other party suddenly called his name.
Jiang Shen bowed his head as a greeting, and said cautiously: "Are you?"
The man's eyes fell on his feet, he frowned, and said in a low voice, "Your teacher never taught you that a dancer's feet are the lifeline?"
Jiang Shen: "..."
Shen Junyi sat in the Jiang family's living room with a fairy-like demeanor.
Unlike Zhou Luoxiang, Shen Junyi is taller. He doesn't look like a man who is about to be 40 years old at all. His hair is shaved very short, his nose is high and his eyes are thin and long.
Tan Lingling poured water for him carefully, and the husband and wife stood aside, not daring to sit at the same table.
Jiang Shen stood in front of him cautiously.
Shen Junyi put one arm on the table, he seldom smiled, and looked sternly: "Take off your shoes."
"..." Jiang Shen didn't know what he wanted to do, but obediently took off the dancing shoes he had just changed.
Shen Junyi beckoned: "Come here."
Jiang Shen walked over.
Shen Junyi held his shoulders and told him to turn his back, carefully pressing the boy's back with his palms, and his eyes fell on Jiang Shen's legs.
"Demi plie" Shen Junyi ordered.
Reflexively, Jiang Shen made a ballet squat posture.
Shen Junyi: "Grand plie (Grand plie)"
Jiang Shen complied.
Shen Junyi was silent for a while, then ordered: "Get up."
Jiang Shen straightened up, he glanced at Shen Junyi in a daze, then at Tan Lingling and Jiang Luoshan.
Shen Junyi seemed to think about it for a while, then he turned to Jiang Shen's parents and said, "I want to talk to your father."
Going to Shanghai to learn dance, Shen Junyi will help Jiang Shen with accommodation and cultural lessons, but being his disciple for a year is not cheap, and you have to listen to him for everything there, which is hard and boring.
After Shen Junyi reported her conditions, she asked Jiang Shen: "If you have any requirements, you can ask them."
Jiang Shen thought for a while and said, "Zhou Luoxiang, Mr. Zhou also looked for me."
Shen Junyi paused, looking at the boy with his slender eyes, expressionless: "You are a good young man, it is not surprising that he finds you, as for me and him..." After a pause, the corners of Shen Junyi's mouth raised slightly, showing a look of disdain Smiling, "He is not worthy to be compared with me."
Tan Lingling and Jiang Luoshan sent Shen Junyi out of the yard all the way, and Jiang Shen followed behind. Before leaving, Shen Junyi suddenly asked him: "How long have you kept your chickens?"
Although Jiang Shen didn't understand why he asked such a question, he still said honestly, "It's been more than two years."
Shen Junyi nodded, he took one last look at Jiang Shen, and said, "Think carefully, I'll wait for your call."
Although they are parents, Tan Lingling and Jiang Luoshan really can't help with dance majors. The future is at stake, and mothers are always more worried.
"That Mr. Zhou you mentioned." Tan Lingling asked her son naggingly while dismantling the chicken rack, "How are the conditions? Is everything covered? How much is the tuition fee for a year?"
Jiang Shen shook his head: "He didn't tell me too much at the time."
Tan Lingling sighed: "It's not like I can't make up for the tuition fees..."
Jiang Shen muttered: "It's too expensive..."
Jiang Luoshan frowned and scolded him: "What's the price, you don't have to worry about it, just think about which teacher you should talk to."
Tan Lingling was worried: "I think that Teacher Shen is very strict, he doesn't know how to beat students?"
"In the past, the masters who sang operas also beat their apprentices. If they didn't beat them, they wouldn't be able to succeed." Jiang Luoshan seemed to understand it.
Tan Lingling glared at him: "What are you talking about? It's this age, which child is not a treasure." She thought for a while, and then asked her son, "Where is Mr. Zhou, how is he? Is he good-tempered?"
Jiang Shen thought for a while: "Better tempered than Mr. Shen..."
Tan Lingling struggled again, and sighed forcefully: "Hey!"
Jiang Shen also talked about choosing a teacher with Bai Jinyi on the phone, but the boy is quite straightforward.
"I don't like that Zhou Luoxiang."
Jiang Shen asked curiously, "Why?"
Bai Jinyi: "Watching your show that day, he was sitting in front, with a greasy hair and pink face, and covered his nose with a handkerchief the whole time, just a girl."
Jiang Shen said with a guilty conscience: "... I still wear skirts to dance, so I don't want to be a bitch..."
"You're different." Bai Jin double-labeled as if blind, "You're a little swan, and of course little swans can wear skirts."
Jiang Shen was amused by him.
"And if you follow Shen Junyi, you will be able to come to Shanghai." Bai Jinyi's tone was a bit foul, "I am also in Shanghai."
Jiang Shen couldn't help asking him: "Then do you work hard every day?"
Bai Jinyi: "How can boxing be hard?" After a pause, he added, "But it shouldn't be as hard as you."
Jiang Shen thought for a while, and said seriously: "How is it possible, I won't be beaten every day, it must be your hard work."
Bai Jinyi: "..."
The two chatted for a while, and Bai Jinyi suddenly thought of something and asked, "Do you want to come over next weekend?"
Jiang Shen: "What's the matter?"
Bai Jinyi: "We have a friendly match in the boxing gym. I participated in the junior lightweight class. You and Lai Song can come and watch together."
"Can you?!" Jiang Shen's eyes lit up, and he said excitedly, "Will you be on stage?"
Bai Jinyi hummed: "I'm participating, of course I will be on stage." He added, "You come to see me boxing, and by the way, stay with me at night and spend two days in Shanghai."
Jiang Shen was obviously attracted by "play" again, and looked forward to: "Is Shanghai fun?"
Bai Jin smiled lightly, and said lightly: "With me here, of course it's fun."
The train ticket to Shanghai can only be booked in the city. Jiang Shen asked Lai Song to accompany him to buy the ticket one day in advance.
"Shall I make a banner for him?" Jiang Shen asked on the high-speed rail.
Lai Song looked puzzled: "What banner?"
Jiang Shen gestured, and said seriously: "The cheering banner at the sports meeting, buy a few more speakers, and we will blow it together when Bai Jin comes on stage."
Lai Song clutched his stomach and almost died laughing, "It's just a small friendly match in the boxing gym, it's nothing, according to your thinking, when he participates in the national youth group competition, you can't buy the advertising space of the building's neon lights to cheer him on Can't?"
Jiang Shen was taken aback, waved his hands quickly, and said honestly: "No, I'm too poor, I can't afford that."
"..." Lai Song, "I'm just being polite, you don't have to give me face like this."
Jiang Shen: "??"
Bai Jinyi's boxing gym is in Chongming District, where there is a very famous Cycling Tournament around Chongming Island. Of course, this is what Lai Song told Jiang Shen after Baidu.
The two of them were taken to the boxing gym by the driver of Bai's family as soon as they got off the train. Compared with Jiang Shen's restraint and caution, Lai Song entered the arena all the way generously, without violating harmony.
Before seeing Bai Jinyi, many people had already come to say hello to him.
"I was the heavyweight runner-up in the national youth group last year." Lai Song looked at Jiang Shen a little proudly, "Most of them know me."
For the first time, Jiang Shen looked at him with special admiration.
Lai Song was very helpful, pointing to himself: "Senior, do you understand, senior."
Jiang Shen: "Is the champion here today?"
Lai Song was stunned for a moment, he put away his smile, and snorted softly, "He wouldn't come if he knew I was coming."
Jiang Shen: "?"
Lai Song sat outside the court, and he patted the seat beside him to signal Jiang Shen to sit next to him.
"Boxing is not like dancing like you." Lai Song's serious expression is different from Bai Jinyi's, he is more like an adult, and his youthful brows and eyes seem to have accumulated old windbreakers.
"Our fist." He smiled and waved his hand, "It's much dirtier than your dancing shoes."