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Chapter 19

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    Chapter 19

    Xia Wu's rebellious period finally came late in the spring when she was 22 years old. The idea that had been hidden for a long time was like a seed growing into a big tree overnight, rooted in her mind, with tenacious vitality.

    Mother Xin Xin finally realized that in the end she, as a mother, did not fully understand this daughter. Her meekness was gone, replaced by stubbornness, and before she only attributed this quality to her eldest daughter Xia Sang, but now she wants to  She was completely wrong, Xia Sang's stubbornness was superficial, she just liked to fight against herself, making small troubles, but when it comes to matters related to the future, Xia Sang is still willing to take a step back, this is what she does  The reason why the mother keeps turning a blind eye and letting her play around is because she understands that children with different personalities need to be given different spaces and different pressures.

    The most obedient and devoted child turns out to be the most rebellious. She is like a spring. She is pressed too hard and rebounds higher. She is only 22 years old, but she has decided to take back the control of her life. She hides her thoughts  In the bottom of her heart, she didn't even have the idea of ??communicating with her mother. She just made up her own mind and finally informed her parents.

    Mother Xin Xin was sitting in her office, with her hands resting on her forehead, her brows were frowning, she felt that she had lost control of many things.

    The child's docile eyes floated in her eyes. When did she start to change quietly?

    Looking at the stack of documents in front of her, she couldn't help thinking to herself, did she miss too many other important things because of these things?

    And what should she do?

    The relationship between Xia Wu and her mother Xin Xin has finally reached an embarrassing stalemate.  The two did not speak for several days, but Xia Wu did not intend to compromise on this. She left early and returned late every day, and was already preparing to apply for modern dance courses. Gu Xichu opened a modern dance appreciation class in her junior year. Although it was a theoretical class, due to  The famous Gu Xichu taught, so every class was full, and the school had to change the small classroom into a lecture hall at the request of the students, but even so, some students could not find a seat and stood for three classes.

    Xia Wu was late that day, so she had to stand by the door to listen to the class. Gu Xichu was on the podium in a shirt and jeans, with slightly long and slightly curly black hair pinned behind her ears. Seeing Gu Xichu who was sweating a lot, such a gentle and melancholy Gu Xichu  It has already won the hearts of the girls in the audience.

    "The new avant-garde tends to be anti-traditional, anti-aesthetics, anti-culture, anti-rationality, anti-art, anti-dance, and even disintegrates the elements of dance. It has carried out various experiments on choreography techniques, and it introduces concepts from other fields into creative works.  , created a series of choreographic methods, and formed a free form in terms of technique."

    Gu Xichu, who was explaining the ppt on the podium, glanced at the dance pictures on the screen, turned around and smiled slightly at the audience, "Simply put, the new avant-garde school is walking a path that no one else has gone before," the corner of his sexy mouth hooked  , "But this does not mean leaving others nowhere to go."

    As soon as the words fell, the audience roared with laughter. A girl rubbed her chest and stared at the handsome teacher on the stage, shaking her head and laughing softly, "Teacher, I have nowhere to go except chasing you."

    "In short, please remember that there is no concept of competition in the kingdom of art. Everything in the world is in moveon, and art is also in moveon. This may be one of the most exciting things in human history. Let us look forward to this idea together.  Infinite world, get out of class."

    As soon as Gu Xichu announced that class was over, the girls in the audience rushed to the stage in an uproar. On the surface, they were expressing all kinds of confusion about art to their dear teacher, but in fact 99% of them just wanted to get in touch with art at a close distance.  The spokesperson of Gu Xichu, smell the sweat on his body, or try to count the number of his eyelashes in just 30 seconds.

    Xia Wu was also desperately pushing towards the podium, nimbly slipping in and out of the crowd, and some students who went out were discussing Xie Yiman's competition in Switzerland, Xia Wu then remembered that because of her troubles in the past two days, she  I forgot to pay attention, so I couldn't help but stop and listen.

    "There is no suspense about her first place in the group stage. She is lucky. She is in a group with two players from America. However, the competition in Group C and Group D is fierce. European seeded players are crowded in that group to fight to the death.  Looks like our dancing queen has a helping hand."

    "Ha, with luck and strength, it's hard not to win."

    "But there is no guarantee that there will be no dark horses. There is an unnamed player in Group F, a little girl from Slovenia, whose performance is very impressive. On the contrary, Senior Yiman's performance is a bit lacking in innovation, and her performance can only be regarded as quite satisfactory."

    "That's the tactic, no one will show their hole cards at the beginning."

    The two people who were discussing enthusiastically disappeared at the door, Xia Wu shrugged and walked away, and continued to drill forward, happily watching Gu Xichu being surrounded by girls on the third floor and the third floor, couldn't help laughing.The statement was too rigid, she only wanted to show her intransigence, and did not allow her mother to have a buffer time, which was very cruel to her, and she couldn't help but hang her head, feeling guilty for her immature handling.

    So she was late in the afternoon. When she arrived, Yan Ji and Lang Lang had already arrived. Xia Wu apologized to the parents present several times. Fortunately, everyone had a good impression of this dance teacher and didn't mind.

    The two-hour class in the afternoon passed smoothly, and Xia Wu secretly glanced at Yan Ji many times. He looked very busy, and kept his head down typing on the computer with a serious expression.

    When get out of class was over, Yan Ji came up with Lang Lang to wave goodbye. Xia Wu waved hurriedly because she received a call from Hai Luo. Seeing their leaving backs, she couldn't help but feel a sense of loss.

    Answering Hailuo's words absent-mindedly, she invited her to go out for dinner tomorrow night. A good Japanese restaurant opened recently, and Hailuo asked Xia Wu to join him, promising, "I'll treat you, you poor little ghost."

    Xia Wu was depressed and waited to hailed the car on the side of the road to go home. Last night, she was looking forward to talking to Yan Ji and telling her the results of her hard work last week. For some reason, she had a special desire to tell him.

    However, today's result was too far from her expectation, and she couldn't help but be disappointed.

    A car stopped when she was in a daze, Xia Wu raised her eyes, her eyes lit up, and her sluggish face suddenly regained its brilliance.

    Lang Lang, who was sitting in the back seat, was lying on the window, chubby waving his hands at her, "Teacher, uncle asked you if you want to get in the car, it's hard to get a taxi now."

    The sound of the small microphone kept making noise, and Yan Ji in the driver's seat looked over with a headache, Xia Wu burst out laughing, and said loudly, "Tell your uncle, he is really a gentleman."

    She smiled and looked at Yan Ji through the car window. The small microphone was really obedient, and she turned around and immediately conveyed honestly, "Uncle, the teacher said you are a gentleman."

    Yan Ji finally couldn't bear it anymore, and the words popped out from between his teeth, "Uncle is not deaf."

    When the little guy heard this, he turned to Xia Wu and said, "Teacher, uncle said he is not deaf."

    Xia Wu couldn't help laughing out loud, feeling that the boredom of a week was taken away by the big and small in front of her with this laughter, and her heart was full of happiness.

    Knowing the weirdness of the girl outside the car door, Yan Ji lost his patience a little bit, "Get in the car."

    Women and children, there is too much nonsense.

    There were stops and stops all the way, because Lang Lang didn't bring Nico, he kept talking to Xia Wu to relieve boredom, Xia Wu asked him to sing, and he really sang, one song after another, Xia Wu beat the time, and occasionally hummed with him,  Yan Ji, who was concentrating on driving, had a gentle curvature of his mouth, and the car was full of joy, and the traffic jam on the road was no longer so boring.

    When he was about to reach the area of ??Xia Wu's house, Yan Ji's cell phone rang suddenly, Yan Ji picked it up, said "Hello", and said nothing after that, the original soft expression seemed to have changed the sky, with a deep voice  As if a storm was about to come, Xia Wu suffocated for breath, looking at his tightly condensed eyebrows, a bad premonition rose in her heart.

    Lang Lang in the back was still singing happily, but Xia Wu's hands beating the time were already messed up, staring at Yan Ji for a moment.

    "I'll be right there." Yan Ji only said one sentence from the beginning to the end, and then hung up the phone.

    He turned his head, "I'm sorry, you can get out of the car first."

    The keen Xia Wu had never seen such Yan Ji before, and she had never been so serious, as if all the happiness had disappeared quietly after a phone call, and was brought far away by something.

    "What happened?"

    Yan Ji had already parked the car slowly on the side of the road, and then took a deep look at the happy nephew behind him, and after struggling for a few seconds, he whispered, "My sister is critically ill." (Remember this site's website: www.  hlnovel.com
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