Tracing the sound

In this way, those who understand but not understand, those who are sensible and those who are not, seem to be able to break through some great puzzle. Gotta give it a solid seat.

"No wonder, after eating so many good things from me, I don't see you thinking about it. Teacher Bi is the one who opens and closes his mouth all day long, like a little monk reciting scriptures." Rong Bingxuan teased.

"Hurry up, Bi Sheng, I'll take you as a fan, our little Yumiao's blushing flower, how nice it is to be a mascot at home!"

Zhang Yunfeng joked, the more the topic got lost, the more he talked, Yu Miao was so ashamed and angry that he stuffed a big mouthful of bean sprouts into his mouth, blushing and chewing desperately.

With a "snap", Bi Sheng slapped the chopsticks on the table, finally stopping everyone's laughter.

Lin Mo, who was not paying attention, stared fiercely at Yu Miao's face, and tightly clenched the tablecloth in his hand.

It really made him guess right, the tortoise really had shady intentions, and she didn't weigh her own identity, pretending to be pleasing, really shameless.

Lin Mo spent money on treats, but in the end he became a marginal figure.None of the wishful thinking that had been made came true, and everyone still didn't like him, it was a waste of effort.

Back at Yifeng Pavilion at night, he picked up the pillow and slammed it on the bed for a long time as if to vent his anger, before he managed to suppress the grievance in his heart.

no!You must not lose to that poor boy Yu Miao!

Jealousy, if Yu Miao is really just a cleaner, Lin Mo might not care about him because of the sense of superiority brought about by the difference in status, but now he knows that he is a member of Tongtian's Floating Life Studio with a high threshold, Still being regarded as a junior by those great gods, Lin Mo seemed to be thrown into a vat of aged vinegar, sour and bitter.

He released Bi Sheng's pigeons twice before, but Bi Sheng didn't blame him. This gave him an illusion that Bi Sheng valued his talent, so he was extra tolerant.

From this, some expectations were born. Although it seemed that Bi Sheng was not as famous as He Ning, everyone in the circle knew that Bi Sheng was much stronger than He Ning.

The most important thing is: in Dynasty, he can only be the best student among the students, after all, he is working for He Ning, and if he can get Bi Sheng...he has heard of Fusheng Studio before After experiencing it personally, I found that the reality is even worse than the rumors, so the original expectation became the determination that must be achieved.

As long as he can win Bi Sheng, this Yifeng Pavilion, this pavilion with carved beams and painted buildings, and the exquisite courtyard with birds singing and flowers fragrance are all in his pocket.

The temptation of Fusheng Studio is too great, how can gluttonous gluttonous food easily give up when they see such a rich food?

It's not that Lin Mo is overconfident, the relationship between Bi Sheng and Xu Xiaolu is little known, and He Ning won't dig a hole for himself because of the actual advantage, so Lin Mo doesn't know the reason for this, and only treats it as a relationship between the two. The discord between the two is that one mountain cannot accommodate two tigers.

Bi Sheng has always been inconspicuous, but the material dug up in the early years also shows that he is not taboo between men and women.

The art circle has never been bound by the strictness of the world, and Bi Sheng is a detached figure. It is precisely because of this that Lin Mo feels that he has a chance to give it a try.

After making up his mind, Lin Mo didn't dare to take it lightly, and seriously thought about the strategy.

Yu Miao got up half an hour earlier than usual. Yesterday, Bi Sheng stayed in for half a day. I heard from Lu Peng that his only official job this year was "Flying Apsaras", so in order to rehearse with Lin Mo, Bi Sheng would take root like him. In Fusheng Studio.

Besides Bi Sheng, no one else had ever set foot in the private dance room in the half-day leisure time. Naturally, it was impossible for Lin Mo to have this honor. In this way, they could only practice in the Zhuoyu Hall. Thinking of seeing Bi Sheng every day, Yu Miao It's like taking a stimulant, and it's particularly exciting to work.

While dancing the mop dance in full swing, an annoying face appeared in front of my eyes again.

Lin Mo avoided the water droplets splashed by Yu Miao when he swung the mop, and a feeling of disgust also rose in his heart.

He specially set the alarm clock last night. He wanted to be the first to come over to pretend to practice yesterday's dance a few times, so as to impress Bi Sheng with his diligence, but this kid took the lead again.

Lin Mo folded his arms and snorted coldly: "You are really scheming! Why pretend to be hardworking? Do you look virtuous after doing the cleaning work?"

Yu Miao didn't want to talk to him, so he picked up the mop and stretched it towards where he was standing.Lin Mo quickly jumped away, and the fire in his heart was burning upwards: "I tell you, don't wishful thinking! You are not worthy of lifting Bi Sheng's shoes like you! You have to show courteousness on your face, I will do it for you!" You are ashamed."

These words hit Yu Miao's sore spot. Without Lin Mo reminding him, he knew his identity very well, and he also knew that he and Bi Sheng were as different as clouds and mud. He didn't think about getting any response, he just... ...just want to be nice to Bi Sheng.

This feeling of admiration and awe is sacred to Yu Miao and cannot be profane. At this time, Lin Mo said so badly, Yu Miao was ashamed and angry, and turned back: "I am not worthy, don't you match?"

"You!" Lin Mo choked on him, and walked away angrily.

Yu Miao immersed himself in the work in hand. After mopping the floor, he wiped down the railing carefully, filled the locker with mineral water, and neatly stacked the clean towels into the disinfection cabinet.

He worked very hard, and waited until the work was completely completed before he sat on the leather chair in the rest area and took two steamed buns from his backpack to eat.

"Tch, poor ghost." Lin Mo muttered contemptuously, and suddenly felt that it was a waste of value to care about him.

Does anyone still eat steamed buns these days?How poor is this guy?Lin Mo felt that his dogs all eat better than Miao Miao, which gave him a sense of accomplishment superior to others, and even made him feel better.

"Yu Miao!" A head poked out from the door, Bai Hua waved at Yu Miao.

"What's the matter, brother?" Yu Miao put down the half-eaten steamed bun, wiped his mouth and ran to the door.

"The chicken leg is so boring, here you are." Bai Hua stuffed him a box, which contained a marinated chicken leg and two fried eggs.

"Thank you, brother." Yu Miao laughed, knowing that he said that on purpose.

"Good boy! Practice dancing well and avenge me." Bai Hua glanced at Lin Mo and whispered.

"You two little things, what are you muttering secretly in the early morning?" Peng Linlin yawned and wandered out of the restaurant, asking amusedly.

"It's nothing, good morning, Senior Sister." The two exchanged glances and greeted politely.

Peng Linlin walked into Zhuoyutang, put her legs on the railing and continued to doze off. Lin Mo approached courteously and said, "Sister Linlin, Brother Bi and I arranged the prologue yesterday. Can you guide me? Let me show you the dance."

Peng Linlin opened one eye and smiled very kindly: "I dare not teach Bi Sheng's dance, little friend, since you have such a good teacher, it's not good to be half-hearted."

Lin Mo smiled awkwardly and walked away in embarrassment.

Peng Linlin continued to doze off.Yu Miao finished her breakfast quickly, and saw that she was still awake, so she danced "Xi Lian" by herself.

Starting to stand on his head on his head, Yu Miao jumped up lightly, and his body softly made various swinging postures, as if he had really transformed into a small fish, playing wantonly in the lotus pond in early autumn.

Turning over in a few steps, it looks like a fish rolling in the water. The most amazing thing is the light kick in the climax part, which is as crisp and sharp as a fish kissing a lotus leaf, full of charm.

Lin Mo was stunned.How could this person dance so well? ! ...I really underestimated him.

It is true that there are traces of youthfulness in technique, but this youthfulness coupled with his natural face that has not been sculpted, unexpectedly blended into a unique temperament of Zhongling Yuxiu.

It is the beauty of extracting natural aura, like rain moistening everything and snow covering branches, without publicity, it is enough to make people intoxicated.

With such a face, there is such an ability.

Lin Mo's sense of superiority collapsed in an instant with this dance. He seemed to have foreseen that this piece of rough jade was peeling off the mud attached to the surface little by little, waiting to shine at any time.

Bi Sheng stood quietly at the door and enjoyed the dance.He didn't come in until Yu Miao stopped.

Seeing Bi Sheng, Yu Miao was secretly delighted, and was about to brazenly ask Bi Sheng for advice, when Lin Mo stepped forward and interrupted him.

"Good morning, Brother Bi, I didn't remember a few details yesterday, can you show me again?" Bi Sheng's attention was attracted by Lin Mo, and he frowned when he heard him say this: "I don't want to say the same thing. Like to tell it twice."

Lin Mo made up an excuse casually, but he didn't expect to violate Bi Sheng's taboo, and immediately joined hands to apologize: "I'm sorry, I will definitely remember it carefully next time."

Bi Sheng frowned deeper: "There will be no next time."

With a straight face, he spoke harshly, and his whole body was written not to be provoked. Lin Mo didn't dare to show his anger, so he could only nod desperately.

Bi Sheng still wanted to say something, but finally held back, and directed, "Go and play the music."

The overture of "Flying Apsaras" resounded through Zhuoyutang, and successfully awakened Peng Linlin who was meeting Duke Zhou.

I belatedly realized that there were more land grabbers today. Seeing Yu Miao standing aside and watching, Peng Linlin walked over and knocked him on the head: "But you, Mr. Bi, we don't deserve music today, buckle up." Let's do it."

Yu Miao nodded obediently, and looked away reluctantly.

"Have you practiced just now? Have you memorized all the movements?" Peng Linlin asked beside her.

"I only danced once, and the movements are fine." Yu Miao replied.

Xueba never needs to worry too much about the teacher, and Peng Linlin has seen Yu Miao's hard work before, so she is very relieved of him: "Then come directly, follow the subsections, and start with the first paragraph."

Yu Miao danced from the beginning. Peng Linlin belonged to the unrestrained school. Her dancing was known for being flamboyant. It was no match for the traditional femininity and femininity. To describe it in four words, it was heroic and valiant, with a free and easy charm. Therefore, she modified some of Yu Miao's open movements, emphasizing the contrast of strength, making the whole dance appear more neat.

The author has something to say:

Headwind: Teacher Bi expresses his impressions~

Bi Sheng: The little butt is pretty up.

against the wind:......