After the rehearsal, the girls walked out of the dance studio in twos and threes.
Jiang Yu didn't leave immediately. It was still early. She was going to do a few sets of strength training indoors with a yoga mat.
Today's teacher Lin Quwen's words reminded her that the standard of Esmera Art Center seems to be more inclined to power dancers.
Jiang Yu carefully recalled the stage performance videos of each Esmeera, why every movement of those dancers can achieve a near-perfect state, which largely depends on the coordination of their muscles.
Although there was only half a month left, Jiang Yu decided to focus more on strength training.
Fan Danxi and his friends walked out of the classroom, looked back at her, and said, "It seems that she is really motivated and wants to enter the Esmera Art Center."
Wu Silin sneered: "Look at her ballet shoes, I've been wearing them for a long time, and I haven't seen her change them. She's so poor, what qualifications does she have to enter Esmera, and she can't afford the tuition."
"If she can be selected by Esmera's teacher, she will not be able to pay the tuition, it is just a small case." Fan Danxi clenched his fist under his sleeve and said, "But she will never be selected."
As they were talking, a teenager in a turtleneck sweater passed them by.
He was wearing a shoulder bag, a black sweater and black pants, which outlined his long straight legs. The skin is very white, and the extremely beautiful peach blossom eyes are naturally raised, but the expression is very cold, with arrogant desire.
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Several girls looked back at him subconsciously.
In daily life, there are many difficult boys, but this boy is not only good-looking, but also has a special temperament that makes it difficult to ignore.
Even Fan Danxi couldn't help lingering on him until he disappeared at the corner of the corridor.
…
Qiu Li came to the dance classroom.
The classmates in the classroom had already left, and the slanting sun of the setting sun shone through the skylight and fell right on the girl's yoga mat.
Jiang Yu was lying on the mat for plank support, sweat dripped down the bridge of his nose, dripping down, glowing in the setting sun.
Qiu Li folded his arms and leaned against the door, looking at her from a distance.
The little girl was wearing a grey and pink sweatshirt, which was very close-fitting, perfectly contouring her bumpy figure.
Her hair was a little loose, her head was tied up in a ball, a few strands of hair hung down between her temples, and her cheeks were flushed with natural flush, which was very attractive.
Qiu Li's left hand clenched his fist and stabbed his palm with a little force, trying his best to restrain the surging desire in his heart.
In the past, he was unable to perceive the world, with few desires and almost no pursuit.
Now, even the sweetness of a piece of candy will make him addicted to it, unable to extricate himself for a long time.
At this point, he had an even more maddening desire.
He walked lazily, walked in front of Jiang Yu, and squatted down.
Jiang Yu knew who was coming when he saw the rough pair of sneakers in front of him.
But she still held on... without breaking the power, until she persisted to the maximum limit of plank support - two minutes.
When the time came, her whole body became soft, and she slumped on the yoga mat like a salted fish.
"How did you come?"
Since the dumpling incident, Qiu Li has not come to see Jiang Yu for a long time.
Jiang Yu is also busy with the competition at the end of the year, and has no time to contact him.
From the beginning, the relationship between the two people met for dinner every day, and gradually cooled down.
"Have we broken up?" Qiu Li asked tentatively, looking at Jiang Yu.
Jiang Yu rested for a while, then sat up: "I didn't mention it."
Hearing this, Qiu Li breathed a sigh of relief and sat down beside her: "Then I didn't mention it."
In the past few days, Qiu Li didn't take the initiative to come to her, but Jiang Yu was actually a little nervous.
If the relationship between the two ends, it will be really difficult for her to find a breakthrough close to him.
The two were speechless, and after a few seconds of silence, Qiu Li moved his body and sat closer to her.
"I just exercised, don't get too close." Jiang Yu said reservedly, "I'm sweating."
"Oh."
He leaned close to her and took a deliberate breath.
"..."
Jiang Yu was speechless.
For an extremely long period of time, Qiu Li's sense of smell was weak, and in this world, the only thing he could smell clearly was the smell on Jiang Yu's body, so strong and so fragrant.
The gardenia scent of the shampoo in her hair, the lemon scent on her clothes, and even the slight body scent after sweating...
For him, the girl around him is the whole world.
Qiu Li approached her, closed his eyes, and took a deep breath between her temples.
Jiang Yu quickly pushed his face away, frowned and said, "Are you disgusting?"
"My own girlfriend, what happened to the smell."
"It stinks."
"But I like it."
The corners of Jiang Yu's mouth twitched, looking at the milky and wolf boy beside her, she really didn't know what to do.
Just when Jiang Yu was in a daze, Qiu Li suddenly reached out and touched her feet.
Jiang Yu's body instinctively jolted, and he stepped back defensively, trying to move his feet away.
However, Qiu Li held her ankle and she couldn't break free.
"What are you doing?"
"Look." He untied the laces of her ballet slippers.
"What's so beautiful about this!"
"Just look."
Qiu Li took off the ballet shoe on her right foot, held it in her hand, and played with it with great interest.
The off-white dancing shoes have a satin finish, but the toes are very old and even slippery due to long-term wear and tear.
He thought of the girl's discussion he had just heard outside the classroom, and asked her, "Don't you have an important game at the end of the year and wear such bad shoes?"
Jiang Yu snatched the ballet shoes from his hand and said dissatisfiedly, "If you think my shoes are bad, then you can buy me a pair."
Qiu Li rubbed his nose and said casually, "Isn't it just a pair of dancing shoes?"
"Good pointe shoes are not cheap." Jiang Yu held the shoes in her hand, and popularized: "The quality of these pairs is very good. I ate soup and rice in the cafeteria for half a year, plus the New Year's money and pocket money, I just bought it, so even if it is old, it has never been replaced.”
There are not many cheap ballet shoes. You can find a lot of them, but really good ballet shoes will directly affect the stage presentation.
Therefore, Jiang Yu would rather save money to buy a pair of high-quality shoes and wear them for a long time, rather than buy cheap shoes and always change them.
Qiu Li asked casually, "How much is it?"
"My pair are ak's satin pointe shoes, which cost two thousand at the time."
"As for it." Qiu Li expressed his incomprehension that a pair of fabric shoes could be sold for two thousand: "Just this shoe?"
"What do you know." Jiang Yu patiently told him science: "Shoes at this price are not bad at best. But really high-quality pointe shoes can sell for five figures."
Qiu Li looked at the old pair of dancing shoes in her hand. It was obvious that they had been worn for a long time, and even the color had faded a lot.
"If I want money, I'll change it early." Jiang Yu put on his shoes again and said casually, "My tuition is just enough, so I won't spend it on other things for the time being. So these days, I can't ask You eat."
"Casual."
Now that he has other thoughts, the attraction of food to him is not so great.
Jiang Yu leaned over to tie her shoelaces, and when Qiu Li saw this, he pulled her hand away, picked up the lace by her feet, and tie it for her carefully.
His hands were clearly articulated, and each fingertip was long and beautiful, wrapped around her ankle with a tie, and his thumb and forefinger were open and casually compared to the soles of her feet.
The movements are delicate and the expression is unprecedentedly gentle.
Jiang Yu's heartbeat was uncontrollable, and he looked away.
**
After sending her home, Qiu Li walked alone on the deserted streets in the middle of winter.
Standing for a while leaning against the street lamp, he took out his mobile phone and downloaded a shopping software.
After opening the software, he searched for ballet shoes.
The price of a certain treasure ranges from dozens to hundreds, but the thousands of shoes Jiang Yu said were not found.
Shouldn't be this way.
Qiu Li pondered for a moment, and then called Xiao Liu Jinghuan.
Soon, the phone was answered, and there was a loud ktv song, and a man roared "Love if you die".
"Yo, what gust of wind brought you here today, and even took the initiative to call me. I thought you entered Yuxi High School and were beaten to death."
Liu Jinghuan was his playmate since childhood, and the only person who could be called a friend for so many years.
As a child, he and Qiu Li were neighbors, so he knew exactly what happened to him.
If it weren't for this, normal people would probably not be able to be friends with him.
Liu Jinghuan's family was very poor. He dropped out of school early and struggled in society. From time to time, he ordered some things to sell to support himself and his sick father at home.
"Ask a question." Qiu Li said directly, "Do you have a way to buy shoes?"
"Yes." Liu Jinghuan said without hesitation: "What kind of shoes do you want? Adidas, Nike, Converse, high imitation and genuine products are available. The price is also beautiful. Which one do you want?"
"Dancing shoes." Qiu Li said, "Ballet."
As soon as these words came out, there was silence on the phone for 20 seconds, and Liu Jinghuan burst out, "Damn it."
"..."
As if he thought he had heard it wrong, he asked uncertainly, "Ba... Ballet? With all due respect, it won't be... women's."
"About 36."
"Women!!"
Liu Jinghuan couldn't believe his ears: "Are you going to buy shoes for girls? Or dance shoes? No, it won't be..."
"girlfriend."
"Damn it!" Liu Jinghuan shouted loudly: "You Ju... Ju actually has a girlfriend!!!!"
That girl was so impatient, she found Qiu Li, a lunatic, to fall in love.
Qiu Li was impatient and asked, "Is there any."
"Yes, I have everything I want here." Liu Jinghuan heard the dissatisfaction in his tone, so he suppressed the shock in his heart and talked with him about business: "Imported domestically produced... Yes, both, which one do you want?"
"The best." Qiu Li said without hesitation, "the most expensive."
"Then wait, I'll help you ask your friend."
Qiu Li hung up the phone and waited on the street for a quarter of an hour, then Liu Jinghuan called back again: "I asked, yes, are you sure you want the most expensive one?"
"Um."
"My friend gets the goods from the famous boutiques in Hong Kong. If you want the most expensive, I will get you the brand-name goods. The price is 40,000 yuan."
Hearing the price, Qiu Li was silent for a moment and asked, "Are you sure it's the best one?"
"Anyway, I can get the best goods here. It must be completely different from the dozens and hundreds of goods on a certain treasure. Anyone who knows the goods can understand it. I guarantee that after your girlfriend wears it, she will not lose face. Let's For the friendship between the two, I will not take the intermediate fee, and I will quote you how much the store sells... "
Qiu Li knew that Liu Jinghuan would not lie to him, so he said, "I will get it within half a month."
"Cheng, I'll find a way for you, is it convenient for you to make a deposit here?"
"Not yet." Qiu Li said, "I'll think of a way."