Chapter 3966 3968 [Beautiful Beyond Measure]

The second class is the art class.

Art teacher Zhao Xue took everyone to the rehearsal room. "In addition to individual performances, the second grade students in our school's art performance must present a program. Last year it was a chorus, but this year we will change the style. I plan to choreograph a dance."

"Report to the teacher, I can dance." Hu Kaizhi stood up immediately and twisted his body stiffly. Those who didn't know thought he had cramps.

His clumsy dancing posture and shameless spirit really made everyone laugh.

"Don't he know how to write the word 'ke ca '?" Wang Di pouted. He couldn't stand people like Hu Kaizhi the most. He pretended to be crazy and stupid, embarrassed himself, and thought highly of himself. He was just a fool.

"Sit down! I'm going to rehearse a dance for girls, why are you making such a fuss?" Zhao Xue scolded, "This is what I thought, select twelve girls to rehearse a folk dance.

We have six classes in the second grade of high school, and for fairness, we will select two girls from each class. Is there anyone who would like to volunteer? If you have learned to dance, try it."

Hearing what the teacher said, Feng Xuejiao immediately raised her hand, "Teacher, I~"

Huang Shu's face moved slightly, but she didn't dare to be the first to speak out.

"Feng Xuejiao, step out~" Zhao Xue nodded, "Well, your figure is not bad, have you learned it before?"

"I learned Xinjiang dance when I was a child." Feng Xuejiao said hurriedly,

"Can you move your neck? Try it." Zhao Xue suggested.

Feng Xuejiao immediately shook her head, but it didn't look like Xinjiang dance, but more like a cramp in her neck, which caused a burst of laughter from the classmates.

"I'll find you a piece of music." Zhao Xue told the cultural and arts committee member Bai Lu.

Bai Lu then played the piano, which was "Our Xinjiang is a Good Place", and Feng Xuejiao continued to dance with the piano accompaniment.

But to be honest, her dance was very ordinary, with stiff movements and awkward postures, especially the movement of her neck, which was like cramping, and there was no beauty at all.

"This is called moving the neck, then I can do it too." Seeing this, a boy stood up proudly and shook his neck.

"Jiang Yunlong, how long have you not scrubbed your body? All the wrinkles on your body have been shaken off." Wang Di mocked, causing a burst of laughter.

Feng Xuejiao also ended the dance reluctantly amid the laughter of the crowd.

"You have almost forgotten the basic skills, right?" Zhao Xue commented.

"The muscles are not stretched." Feng Xuejiao found a way for herself, making the classmates laugh again.

"Don't laugh, Feng Xuejiao at least has the courage to show herself, which is already very good." Zhao Xue scolded, "Tell me, who is better than her? Okay, you go back first."

Feng Xuejiao nodded and returned to her seat.

…

“I heard that a new student has transferred to our class. He was originally a dancer from the art school.” Zhao Xue asked again, “Who is he? Where did he hide? Why didn’t he show up?”

Hearing her say this, the classmates all looked at Huang Shu who was sitting alone in the corner.

Today was her second day at Yuying. She hadn’t made any friends yet, and everyone was rather distant from her.

Huang Shu saw that everyone was looking at her, so she had to slowly raise her hand.

“Come out.” Zhao Xue nodded and said, “Wow, this tall guy is good. How long have you been learning dance?”

“I’ve been learning since I was a child.” Huang Shu replied.

Her mother used to be a dancer and taught her to dance since she was a child.

“What kind of dance can you dance?” Zhao Xue asked again.

“Anything.” Huang Shu said again.

“Ballet?” Zhao Xue asked.

Huang Shu nodded.

“Let’s play a piece of Swan Lake.” Zhao Xue told the cultural and arts committee member Bai Lu.

Bai Lu then played the piano, and a beautiful piece of music sounded.

Huang Shu also stood on tiptoe and danced to the music.

Although she was wearing a school uniform and sneakers, which was different from what a ballet dancer wore, her dancing was still light, elegant and agile.

The warm afternoon sun shone through the glass and shone on her body, casting a layer of sacred light on her body, making her look even more radiant, even with a holy flavor.

All the boys present were stunned, and they all raised their heads and stared closely.

Seeing Wang Di's eyes not blinking, Feng Xuejiao couldn't help pouting.

Then, the music stopped and warm applause rang out in the classroom.

Encouraged by everyone's applause, Huang Shu couldn't help but show a proud expression on her face.

"Very good, worthy of being a child who has practiced dancing since childhood." Teacher Zhao Xue smiled and said, "Okay, I think our class has decided, Feng Xuejiao, Huang Shu, you two are selected."

...

"Huang Shu dances really well."

"The key is that she is beautiful."

"Hey, much better than other girls in our class."

"Being beautiful can't be eaten, in the end it depends on academic performance."

After class, the students went back to the classroom in groups of three or five and talked about it.

"Qin Li, what do you think of her dancing?" Wang Di asked Xiang Nan excitedly.

"I think she danced well." Xiang Nan nodded.

"Yeah, I think she danced well too." Wang Di nodded repeatedly.

"Humph!" Feng Xuejiao got angry when she heard it, pushed Wang Di away with force, and walked away angrily.

"No, Feng Xuejiao, you are sick." Wang Di was hurt by her and couldn't help but said speechlessly.

But Xiang Nan knew that Feng Xuejiao was jealous.

She liked Wang Di, but she didn't dare to say it out loud because of her female pride, so when she saw him praising other girls, she naturally felt dissatisfied.

Xiang Nan could only smile at this.

The little daughter's emotions are so cute.

…

After school in the afternoon, Xiang Nan and Wang Di rode their bikes home.

As soon as they left the school gate and rode a few steps, they heard Huang Shu shouting, "Let me go, Zhang Xu, don't look for me again."

Xiang Nan and Wang Di looked over and saw Huang Shu being pulled by a boy.

The boy's appearance is said to be nice, a bit abstract, and worst to say, he is a bit ugly. He still has a 28-cent head and a somewhat ferocious expression.

"Huang Shu, can't we just have a quiet meal together like before?" the boy named Zhang Xu asked.

"No, I don't know you." Huang Shu refused.

"How dare you say you don't know me? You're so funny!" Zhang Xu pulled her excitedly and said.

"Oh, don't drag me, let me go~" Huang Shu broke away from his pull and said.

"Huang Shu, are you okay?" Xiang Nan stopped his bicycle and asked Huang Shu with concern.

"It's okay." Huang Shu glanced at Xiang Nan gratefully, flagged down a taxi, opened the door and got in.

"Huang Shu, listen to me..." The boy refused to give up, patting the car door excitedly, and then pointed at the taxi driver, "Hey, don't move, don't drive."

How could the taxi driver listen to him? He stepped on the accelerator and left.

"Hey, hey..." Looking at the car silhouette in the distance, the boy suddenly fell into a frenzy and shouted at the students around him, "You guys are looking at shit~"

"Qin Li, let's go." Seeing how angry Wang Di was, he quickly shouted to Xiang Nan for fear of causing trouble.

Xiang Nan nodded.